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Reflections of life's mistakes
Only a true genius
Could screw up a fool proof plan
I once made a deal with the Devil
Imagine my surprise
When I closed it by shaking my own hand
So far astray from where I want to be
The path back home hidden
By a subterfuge of my own design
A testament to chaos
If discord is poetry in motion
I've left a fortune in art behind
The antithesis of creation theory
A monument to destruction
Brought on by the power of good intentions
Always working under the pretext
That in love and war, as in all things
Words alone are the most effective munitions
Grace under fire is not one of my better traits
Prefering instead to strike all around
A survival instinct consisting of blind rage
Never once stopping to consider
The long term effects
Each strike another bar on my cage
Maybe I should consider, just this once
To stop making deals with myself
Knowing in the end I will only renege
You can never trust the Devil
Wa all know his true nature and only joy
Comes from making you miss life's parade
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Bad spellers of the world untie!!!
I am the one you warned me of
I seem to have misplaced the bullet with your name on it, but I have a whole box addressed to occupant.
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