March 14, 2012
The man with lonely eyes and torn black suit
Forced to turn around, his hands in the air
From the Garden of Eden; he stole fruit
Alone in the world nobody to care
A gun at his chest, he cant comprehend
Praying to god he’ll just keep his life
No barriers around here comes the end
A black creature appears with a black scythe
The light so faint he didn’t believe at first
The yellow blurb, he can’t be too sure
The man ashamed to say thought he was cursed
The man hoping now it’s not an allure

But he’s found himself now, safe from it all

The woman was stunning lustrous and tall

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