No, I never agreed to sell my soul to the Devil. He came and took it when I looked the other way. Turned the blind eye to the path well lit, I chose the shadier ways. No, there was no contract written, between the bearded saint; the goat and me. I made no choice consciously, and the acid burning still; in me.
@circle-no-10: awesome prose, is the road less taken when the walker is blind-folded.
Have followed this bog for ages now, well worth it, diversity in writing is what is interesting to me.ย
Endorsement from a fan! YAY! Thank you kindly @anjo-da-guarda-me ๐
