he fell inch by inch
as a boy he played Ouij
an occult child's toy
gradually he grew
learned to read Tarot cards
and he began to read
read words of Ambrose Bierce
Anton LaVey and other's works
dismissed the Christian Bible
said it was uncool and not true
he began experiments with drugs
and strange kinds of sex
along the way he lost empathy
sincerity and charity
when in a petty argument
he took a gun and killed someone
Convicted and imprisoned
sentenced to death
he turned the only path left
worked with the Chaplin
told others how he fell this way
he asked God for forgiveness
and it was God's business
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