What if the Devil was never evil—only loyal, misunderstood, and condemned?
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Me and the devil,
walking side by side
Me, the eager follower,
and him, the patient guide
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“Disobedience and arrogance?
Why, when you were His chosen?
Deviance and decadence?
Why, when you showed no cozen?”
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“Disobedience?”
The lightning flashed,
and in his eyes, a dark anger lashed
“It was always my plan,
not bowing to you, a helpless man”
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“Arrogance?”
The thunder boomed,
he whispered deeply and presumed
“It was always the obscurity,
my purity and your impurity”
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“Deviance?”
The wind screamed,
and his eyes darkly gleamed
“It was my sincere intention, and the one true path,
inviting His immense fury, His infinite wrath”
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“Decadence?”
The sky wept and went suddenly dark,
his smile grew wider, and there was a spark
“It was always the intention,
my love and my obsession”
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I understand all,
I comprehend all,
The agony of love,
misunderstood and rejected
The burden of loyalty,
a soul, broken and dejected
Shehryar khawar 