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In a whiskey moment, hell bound,
I looked for salvation, but none was found.
My depressed state I couldn’t stand,
so quickly I became the devils right hand.
With anger and rage I vowed to kill,
my heart was in it but yet my feet stood still.
My mind chaotic, a complete mess,
I’m not so sure I wasn’t demon possessed.
I grabbed a hold of my jack and coke,
then mumbled to myself, you fucken bastard I hope you choke.
I drank down the shot as…
Shadows fall upon the land,
people gasp at the sight of the man.
His skin was dirty, pale and thin,
his eyes were dark with no evidence of life within.
No emotion shown upon his face,
no sympathy or regret for those he now faced.
He brushed back a dirty strand of hair,
and faced them all with a cold blank stare.
"You look at me as if I am the disgrace,
yet your sins are larger then this place."
His voice was scratchy from his screams of…