Friend to everyone
And lover to no one
By whose design
Was this cast
Or has all
Of my chances past
One died cold and alone
And the other
I walked away from
Disturbing visions
I want them to leave
Instead they keep
Haunting me
Of a red car
Speeding, driver drunk
Slams head on
Small black convertible
Kills the one I love
Devina, my life, my love
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