Did I want to sell my soul
to the devil - he asked.
He could organise it.
He had done it himself.
His eyes beamed while he
spoke. I sat with him
and smoked ice.
I decided to keep whatever
I had left of a soul.
We spoke about night terrors.
He told me he had recieved
visits.
Later his girlfriend of
the time would tell me
the same thing.
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