This man is your good deed.
If you can get past the reek of self pity.
Hold him so close,
He's your pass into heaven.
Hell go to the background,

Hell fit right in. pity him,
He's your pass.
Did you think you knew him?
I bet you thought you did.
Good deeds gone sour.
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