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A face riddled with bruises Clothes like rags on dolls Tis not life he chooses There's nowhere left to fall He sleeps out on the street With news to keep him cozy No shoes upon his feet No pockets filled with posy It wasn't always like this His life was once a pleasure A wife that he'd keep happy At the lengths of any measure But one morning he woke up And everything seemed fine John got a cup of coffee And drank it up by nine He headed into work With suitcase in his hand But just outside his office Was an unfamiliar man He asked John for some money Anything would do But John, he simply smiled And bid the man adieu But just as John was leaving The man stood up and yelled And with sorrow I must tell you That's when our dear John fell For this man he told dark lies A trickster with long sleeves A demon in disguise The devil if you'd please But last do not feel sorry Do not wet your eyes For today it is Johns birthday And it's the day John Miller dies
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Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 11:35 PM UTC
John Miller
A face riddled with bruises Clothes like rags on dolls Tis not life he chooses There's nowhere left to fall He sleeps out on the street With news to keep him cozy No shoes upon his feet No pockets filled with posy It wasn't always like this His life was once a pleasure A wife that he'd keep happy At the lengths of any measure But one morning he woke up And everything seemed fine John got a cup of coffee And drank it up by nine He headed into work With suitcase in his hand But just outside his office Was an unfamiliar man He asked John for some money Anything would do But John, he simply smiled And bid the man adieu But just as John was leaving The man stood up and yelled And with sorrow I must tell you That's when our dear John fell For this man he told dark lies A trickster with long sleeves A demon in disguise The devil if you'd please But last do not feel sorry Do not wet your eyes For today it is Johns birthday And it's the day John Miller dies
This is loosely based off a short story I'm writing and I kind of had fun with it! This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License. ©Sebastian @http://hellopoetry.com/sebastian/
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Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 11:35 PM UTC
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