The Devil I know

Florin Dragoș Minculescu

I know people by the scars on their heart.

I know people by the hate from their eyes.

I know people by the pain of their past.

I know devil, 

It's me. 

 

I know people by the poison of their tongue.

I know people by the screams of their whisper.

I know people by the roughness of their caressing.

I know devil, 

It's me, when I'm out of The Way.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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