The devil calls to me,
his words so alluring,
yet I'm fighting.
He lures me in,
he takes control.
My body does things on it's own.
I have lost the war,
resistance is useless.
I can no longer see the light.
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Drifting Mind (poems)
PoetryHere's all the poems I've written in English or bothered to translate from finnish.
