Allure

The allure of the flesh is sometimes too much to resist

When you’re in it’s throes, it seems to be of all that your life consists

When you get your fix

On top of the world is the feeling that sits

But only for such a short time

Because now your soul has become mine

Is what the devil says

Time after time

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