By Damien Knight
If I said good bye to sweet life
The things I’d miss would be
The deepest of my regrets.
A childs laugh worth more than gold
Lovers kiss should be forever
In the mind to hold.
Keep Your wealth, I need it not
Keep your promise to help me rot
I abandoned your dark caress
For this life ahead of me.
Yes I may seem blind
At least I’m me,
At least I’m me!
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