Lets talk about the devil,
hoping he doesn’t appear.
Those pages defining evil.
And a heart tinged with fear!
People happen to come for a reason,
love doesn’t ! If its true.
But few just like to change every season, forevers are mostly few.
So like his two hands,
he had two hearts too.
Would spend his day with likers,
and nights were for his lovers two.
Holding on to a past with hopes,
also new strings at present.
She was his third half and
a muse like the moon crescent.
To her he agreed always,
but never crossed the ocean.
He never loved her completely,
just a half hearted connection.
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