A penny for my thoughts,
and a dollar for my soul.
A nickle for my heart,
for it is as blackened as coal.
These pricings,
they be fair.
Since my life is dimmed,
a sad one I must declare.
By the light of a candle,
so smooth the flame...
I will remove my inerds,
for u to claim.
For it takes two words,
to make one like me.
Darkened and evil,
shadowed and lonley.
So place your bets,
one and all.
Until the severed live,
and you're pinned to the wall...















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