I watched the damned go walking by-
their sweet lament enjoyed;
and I, and I, and I, and I,
began to get annoyed.
Said I, when I knew them all as me,
"These visions should retire,"
their viciousness becoming apparent
when I could no more be the liar.
Oh devil as you’re roaming hell
you've come to haunt my dreams as well?
I saw them, but fade the lie,
and you showed me, that "them," was I.
No longer laughing I lament
and another, I avoid-
watches we damned go walking by
our sweet lament enjoyed.
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