Prompt seventeen

I stare into the mirror

Afraid of what I might find

The angel on one shoulder

Or the devil in my mind

When the devil shows her heart

I find it hard to look

Because I know the angel quit

An easy loss she took

She fought for a minute

To keep good graces

Lazy angel

The devil wins again

But what do we expect

Its Saturday night

The bar isn’t closed quite yet

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