You taunt me, you tease me. Misguide me, mislead me. I resist, but do nothing. I exist, but there's something. This soul of mine, needs God. I praise him, soul applauds. I glow and I glisten He preaches, soul listens. He guides, must I trust it? I hide, and run from it. The devil plays his games. Pointless things, places, names. Tragic scenes, going insane. He's happy with my pain. No more poison, must resist. Many forms but God insists Try to be more like him No more greed, peace within.

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