Don't Make Things Hotter For Him

by Smaccams   Jan 20, 2014


Selling your soul -
It's not what you would think.
More of a contract; deal; transaction:
A barter of your future.
You are promised with half a decade.
Fifty years.

But you can't choose what will happen,
Only those years are what you get to have.
It's not up to you -
so don't ever think it is.

Things can change,
Sure.
Just not by you.

20/01/14
Caroline Schmiermann

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