Devil’s Hand

Wisdom teaches accepting fact
Satan deals from a deck he stacked
Hollow hopes fill with tears
Drown is Sorrow’s Sea of Years

Artic Sadness freezing time
Cold lost souls eternal crime
Lifeless flicker of a pulse
Imagine truths are really false

Distant whispers in the night
Lost in Echo’s endless flight
Ante-up now place your bet
Lifes too short to hold regret

Any chance of future hope
Cursed with Alcohol and Dope
Perhaps the Devil’s work is done
A cold heart is a lonely one

11-12-12 JMD

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