In relation to elation at the the devil’s pitstop station…

by blossom666

Vodka? Poison of choice

To drown out the voice…s

Of despair and frustration 

And fucking elation…

There’s a relation? 

In this nation..

In the devil’s pit stop station. 

Devil me this

Satan’s kiss

Leaves a stain of intrepid haste

A bitter sweet taste

History is a story through 

Everyone’s eyes,

Noone is shy

They’ll all spin a lie

In a web of deciet we cannot

Defeat…

The devil and his spies. 
Karen Hayward © 2017

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