The poem
i talked to the devilabout youabout our loveat first he laughedbut once i pointed you out he shook my hand
for our lovei'll deal with the devilhe can take my soulbut you already have iti'd spend an eternity in hell just to be yours
oh to be yourswhat a drug it is i hope it never wears offi hope i'm always yoursoh, i hope
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