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you...
To night the sparrow fly's
Seeking the wrong and right...
Looking blindly around me,
not seeing any of the sights...
Im playing with the hands of death
dancing with my biggest bet...
Oh deary, deary me
what has happened here...
Weathered and bitter
Incapable of feeling...
Oh dismal world you have me flung
into the deepest pile of dung...
I was conceived in
A flurry of paper and ink...
I can't stop myself from withering away.
It consumes me every second...
The wizard stood at the edge of the gate,
A portal to a realm of chaos and hate...
The witch in black has cast a spell
To bring to Earth the worst of Hell...
I have never seen a fairy
But my daughter insists that they exist...