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Purposeful Mistakes
I know why you killed him
for he fell in love
with wild abandon and scathing tears
with a nigger woman
whose sultry lips and swaying hips
sung cacauphonous lullabies to
an enraptured audience whose pale eyes
had never beheld such
a wondrous sight and could only
partake in the sharing of legend
of her mysterious tradgedies.
The jealousy stole your ragged soul
warping the mind once pegged
as the advent of rambling genius
who would never be understood
yet always appreciated where
you lost two decades of fame
renouncing your lack of faith
for a second shot at suicide
ny broken teeth stained yellow
with the venom coursing through you
that could save lives if properly utilized
but instead snuffed a promising candle
with numbed and calloused fingers
strumming away at her skin
a secret of the dark.
