The Good Devil

You come to leave readily
You talk to bitterly squabble
You smile to pull face at me
You pose to say “Wrong Choice!”
You sit to prove your tallness
You whistle to trumpet nobility
You open your arms to close your heart
You hug me to push coldness into me
You pity me to hate my little wealth. 
You whisper to shout “No Chance!”
You look to glower at my tears
You pat me to smash my heart
You cry to celebrate your victory

You leave readily to never come back.




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