Poem -

Accepting the Devil's help

His hair dark as the night,
His lips ready to kiss.
There's fight in his palms -
There are scars on his face.

His coat hangs low ground,
His suitcase stands firm.
The leather gloves clutch tight -
As his fingers motion to her.

She's scared,
She's lonely - 
She does as he says. 

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