A Sad Poet

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I bet with my life
Satan is staring around the cornerstone
Where I'll lie
With my head underneath the gravestone.
He's pulling at the ties
Of every lifetime that has ever been mine,
But I must lie
To all I love so they never die
In the unclean hands that are never kind.
They continue to fly
So high up into the big blue sky.
While I'll lie
In an empty black hole of my mind.
I am lost forever in this grave of mine.
Goodbye.

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