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No sun screen, just a slight risk of skin cancer
You go home and lie down on your newly burnt shell
The agony flows as gracefully as a dancer
And the cavity of your vanishing soul begins to swell

You turn the faucet handle and steam pours out
Water molecules stick to your skin like thorns
You grit your teeth and shove your hand under the spout
It's the only way; grabbing the devil by his horns

Half asleep you hold your breath not saying a single word
Ironically your lungs are screaming bloody murder
Your vision's flying and falling like a broken winged bird
As unconsciousness takes over "You're almost there" you heard her

The devils mistress sports a blood soaked dress
You awake in cold sweat with a scream
That bastard! This is torture, this is stress
"I'm to be his mistress! she was just a dream"

You strike a match and smirk at the growing flame
Light the candle, position your wrist, and enjoy the heat
Tears escape your eyes, you're winning this unkind game;
Stifle a cry as your heart dances to an irregular beat

"One soul please"
No
"Don't be a tease"
Go

"I repeat; one soul please"
A red light flashes in your eye
He gives your wind pipe a tight squeeze
"You know it's give in or die"

"One soul please, third times a charm"
You need to refuse but don't know how
Loosing patience he grabs you by the arm
His voice is like nails on a chalk board "Now"

All playfulness is gone from his face
As he ramps his hand inside your chest
And pulls out your heart with pure, kind grace
Blood spurts from your mouth, you did your best

"You got used to hell's heat,
You agreed with such haste
But you were too hesitant, too sweet
If I felt remorse, i'd say it was a waste."