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Song To My Living Soul
Well, looks like Nick is a poet. It's actually a very good poem and gives us an insight past his "boy scout" image. Hmm. . . doesn't rhyme though. . . And I know this is his and not some imposters because I can recognize his handwriting. And if it's just some insane fan who can perfectly mimick his handwriting and we've all been fooled, then . . . well, I'll be damned.
If I could sell
My soul to the devil
I'm sure I would
In exchange for a longer life.
Just one day more
If I could I'm sure I would.
Some people say
and they're not wrong
that life is bitter sweet
a little happiness
and a lot of pain
Devil i don't care
let me taste a little more of life
even if the day will be sad.
Devil i don't care
give me more life
a little more
and in exchange
I'll give you my precious soul.
i want to keep on feeling
what life gives me:
wine to get drunk on the rest of my eternety.
Crazy they call me who cares!
crazy to gasp life to sofocate death.
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| . . . since May 8, 2000 |