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You came when I was at my worst
Tired of living in a world so rehearsed
Just waiting for the final curtain call
Then into my life, you happened to fall
Innocent eyes saw through my mask
Your pure love, I didn’t have to ask
You knew what I wanted and you weren’t afraid
But there are still secrets I will take to the grave
You’re an angel playing with the devil, baby
Don’t risk your wings to try and save me
Sooner or later will come the day
When you won’t be able to fly away
You brought me up to new found highs
Feeling like I could tame the skies
And as I rose, you braved the descent
To rescue yourself, you made no attempt
But as demons from inside me awoke
You wept silently, trying to revoke
Child-like motions were defined
As deadly sins in my tainted mind
You’re an angel playing with the devil, baby
Don’t risk your wings to try and save me
Sooner or later will come the day
When you won’t be able to fly away
Your halo is cracked and tarnished now
Hanging low upon your brow
Once white wings, now crumpled and torn
Your cherub face distorted and forlorn
You were an angel who played with the devil, baby
You risked your wings to try and save me
Sooner than later came the day
When you weren’t able to fly away
- by Sugah Boogah |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/08/2009 |
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- Title: Playing With The Devil
- Artist: Sugah Boogah
- Description: Just something I wrote a little while back. A play on timing and evolution of some relationships. Enjoy.
- Date: 04/08/2009
- Tags: playing with devil
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Comments (1 Comments)
- Aj Boi - 04/08/2009
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Wow...that was really good. I Write poems too, not nearly as good though. i will write one for your poem...
Your poems are truthful
your poems have soul
you see the world
you've got one goal
to tell the truth
in any way
no matter what
people say
kudos to you
and all of your dreams
surpass the world
as it seams.
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