The Jaded

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Soul, oh soul come back to me!

for you should have never left my shell

and allowed me to fill it instead

with shiny, sordid gifts of hell

 

I sought to shake the devil’s hand

in name of the greater good

to the detriment of my fellow man

I abandoned that for what I stood

 

Lately when I look in the mirror

it’s a stranger who looks back at me

a cruel face with jaded eyes

devoid of all humanity

 

Soul, oh soul come back to me!

and bring with you the innocence of youth

the ignorance of lofty ideals

now marred forever by squalid truth

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