by Scrittore   Sep 24, 2017

This was the year
I was born and I died
I found happiness and then pain
I lost everything from what I gained
But for that brief moment
Seemingly a minute or two
As the devil danced on my shoulder
I was free to have joy in my heart
And friends by my side
I lived, even if in shortness of time
To experience what all of life was
But an unknown deal was made
And the devil came to collect
My brief happiness sealed my fate
And now Hell knows my name
And the reaper is knocking on my door


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