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MEAL OF DEATH
Poisoned apple dangling
before mine eyes
Are you the royal feast
before one dies?
Is there a hangman gladly
lurking by
And crowds to bid another
fool goodbye?
Can I just take a little baby
bite
To quench this thirst about
to douse my light?
Do you expect in hunger I
despise
This meal of death
disguised as paradise?
Should I postpone the day
my loved ones cry
And live in woe or do I say
goodbye?
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