Dancing with the devil

The devil was always close.

He hid in between my thighs so they purified me.

He sat on the tip of my tongue so they called me an caasi.

He rested within my heart so they said I couldn’t see.

He made a home in my mind so they labeled me crazy.

They say I am the girl that dances with the devil.

And they torment me so
to deliver me from the evil.

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