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Death Aways Gets His Man
I protest with my fest against the tombstone,
never did I see the ghost.
He pines away in his grave,
waiting for what?
When the dirt has been digged away,
He will rise
and live another day.
Poor ghostly man,
knows nothing of death's demand,
or the promise made too man.
Death always gets his man.
never did I see the ghost.
He pines away in his grave,
waiting for what?
When the dirt has been digged away,
He will rise
and live another day.
Poor ghostly man,
knows nothing of death's demand,
or the promise made too man.
Death always gets his man.
Published 9th Jul 2015
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