The Devils Bargain
The life of a man is fraught with sorrow,
a war of conscience with no tomorrow.
The days of roses when summers would last,
young men and women and the love they cast.
Families struggle with silent issues,
a lifetime of tears and endless tissues.
Relief comes when it's buried in the ground,
the secret is thrown where it's never found.
The victims sleeping soundly in their bed,
dreaming of the love that someone once said!
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