The Wretch

I've a poison in my veins

Blackened thoughts to bring me down

Memory pains to haunt my brain

In a maze I'm lost never to be found

All the lies I told myself

Make the truth so hard to take

It burns my mind

And takes my heart to break.

You took nothing from me

In truth I'd nothing to give

The poorest man you'll ever see

No reason

No reason to live

I sold my soul so long ago

And got nothing in the deal

Imagine

what a fool I feel

As you walked away

My hands they went numb

And I laughed long at myself

For having been so dumb

I was a fool to think I'd keep you

Down here with me

A wretch who's sold his soul

Can't hold a bird that's free

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