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Me and The Devil

Updated: Jul 18, 2025

By Lakshmi C


The Devil is always behind me.

It knows my all my secrets and the sins I did.

I can’t see it but sure I can feel.

When everyone around, leaves me.

It tries it’s best to kill me.

Recently I got to know his name.

He is called the king of Grief.

Called Depression and now,

It’s driving me insane.


By Lakshmi C

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