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Jester's Fool

                  As I lay.
                 In beauty's remains.
                 It makes me think of yesterday.
                 Why does it end this way.
                 I see you with these other guys.
                 Why do you always make me cry.

                 You always looked so cute.
                 But red is your best suit.
                 You always were so cruel.
                 Now death sits next to you.

                 Thinking i would be your tool.
                 I'm no jester's fool.
                 Let's see if your so cool.
                 Face down a bloody pool.
Written by Kenneth (Kenneth Stewart)
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