He played and stretched himself to the very sorry pit of his ultimate being
To a real and extremely discerning point of earning no such reprieve
Thieved in all of a pebble-dashed instance – bedraggled and tagged oh so agonisingly
Unmistakably downtrodden by an outrageous degree of surefire pity
A summer time at The iced-out Rockefeller rink when friends fell by his cocksure wayside, willing to fill their Heineken beers right on up, hide if needs be
For he – this pitiful and utterly lonesome man to an ungodly degree – had come face-to-face with all of his demons – eyeballs ‘n’ all – and lost the battle
Right in the beginning

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