Poem -

The devil's kiss...

The devil's kiss...

Maybe in
Magazines,
Maybe on
T.V,
People
Telling you
What to do,
Sick and tired
Of what
You see
Looking in
The mirror,
Unhappy what
You see,
People
Are into
Image,
Wanting reality
Silver screen,
The day
My innocence
Dies
The
Red carpet
Pose
Takes away
My life,
I'll never
Find
A
Cure
For this,
Maybe
I was
Fed a
Devils kiss
MAYBE FED A DEVILS KISS....
Goodnight x

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linda wright

jesus is the cure jesus is the healer the devil is a liar and the father of lies 
 

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Wayne Stubbs

Hello linda, im not that religious but don't judge anyone who is, everyone is entitled to their faith, I'm just the kind of person who is intrigued by it all with many questions that surrounds it ☮?

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John DeFoore Jr

I think, reading your poem, then your profile, your write is a well worded passing thought rather than a professed philosophy of life. 
We are fed a lie that they are above and we are below.
Not so not so!!
We are real, they are pretend, a tiny minority, we are by far the majority. beautiful in our diversity. It is all a matter of perspective, You can hold a sixpence to your eye and blot out the sun.
Good writing causes thought, yours certainly did.
Thank you
John

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Wayne Stubbs

Wow thanks very much John! Very true, I say all the time put things into perspective when people seem to be down, when you start thinking about the world, we are in it, so we best live it! 
thanks again John, very much appreciate your supportive comment ?

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