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”Sinnerman”


You called me lawless
and putt me to sleep

for a nickel a night
you thought you had the right, too

shiver inside your ruined tower
rest in the sheltered streets
were no one meets your gaze

and I fought for your life
inside a clustered grave
let out by your smile

in a yet dawning dream
I came to realize
you’re not what you seem.




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