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The devil?s in the graveyard
reading names
Of all the ones he tripped up
on the way
He sits down in the moonlight,
wipes his tears
Staring at the white rose
that he placed
In front of the grave he visits each day since she slipped away
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The devil hides his blue eyes
in his hand
He wipes away the last tears
as he stands
He hears her voice so clearly
on the breeze
She?s singing like an angel
to his weakest knees
So he twists off the cap and tips his head back for that sweet relief
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The devil?s walking slowly
on the street
Towards his empty condo
where he?ll creep
The silence of his bedroom
before he slips
Into his every nightmare
as he sleeps
He sees her bright smile at the heavenly gates as he?s turned away
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