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Its about questioning myself to selling my soul to the devil. I wrote this at lunch and half during Social Studies... though you didn't need to know that.
I don't know how I came up with this, I was just writing in science class after a major test since I got done early and crap.
This was written durring the time where my bf went behind my back like the moment I am going through now also.