Nobody wanted him around,
He was horrific in his own town.
He vowed to get back at whoever wronged him.
Laughing beyond his own sins.
Being back brought him one step behind.
Laughter arose, in his own bewildering mind.
Nobody liked to admit that his disfigured image, never shined.
In one hand a weapon and the other a glass of wine.
Now his story goes way beyond our control.
A blackened heart with a deep dark hole.
He used to love until he was pulled apart by people that had no care.
Never underestimate this man, you fool, if you dare.
Brain washed into believing he deserved what was done to him.
Still counting all the days, he lived in sin.
With this kind of attitude, he will never win.
Everyone gather round, lost in his illusions, still looking in his soul to know where to begin.
©terrylin53
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