But I Die Alone
The world is going mad and I am lonely
All I want is to be with my pretty girl
There is a madman stalking us and only
A miracle can stop me before I hurl
Myself off a cliff or a building somewhere
It is all such a nightmare all so unfair
But that would please him (I am next on his list)
If I would conveniently destroy myself
I have got to be stubborn got to insist
On life or end up on the coroner's shelf
Meanwhile here it is seventy-five degrees
I am weeping in a nice house which I own
It might as well be dark I might as well freeze
I live in paradise... but I die alone
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+Steven Curtis Lance
from Transcendental Sonnets, Copyright MMIV
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