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Mar 2012
Away, Away,
For fortune's folly
In times of sorrow
I turned to you
You had me cry
You had me die
And pushed me towards
One drinking poison
I did not partake -
Only for one whimsy's sake
And now I sit awake,
Alone
In a psyche of misery
Poison to take
One weary death to make
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