Making A Deal

Talents of mine shall not be wasted,
On writing I am sure you’ll have tasted,
Hell is where I wish to live,
My soul in turn I gladly give,
Conceive me as if I was your own,
Pleading to you to not make me your drone,
Don’t worry for I will not steal your throne (ha, ha).

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