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Poetry

lucifer

i sold my soul to Lucifer
i was the belle of his ball.
you know I married Christopher
i never actually loved you at all.
could I be so bold
to say that I moved on cold
i didn’t care about your personality
i lusted indefinitely.

sex sells
money talks
and in the end i walked
to lucifer and christopher
power and love.

if i can’t have love,
i want power.

if i can’t have power
well
fuck.