Sonnet VII

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Looking into my reflection today
I see a man I never was before
Things I said I wish I wouldn't say
But what's a word, a phrase, another more
The grave's already been dug, why stop now
Just keep digging deeper into the earth
Farther and farther, just going straight down
And find a time as such before your birth
Alas, the end, but 'least this much is true
I might be dying, but you are as well
Makes a wicked smile, knowing you will too
I know I won't be alone down in hell
   I know I'm not the best of people man
   So I embrace it while I roam this land

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