Blame games

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I saw pain standing under the streetlight
Smoking with lust
As love got drunk on the sidewalk
Never did the three get along
 
 
I saw mortality grinning on the death bed of a two year old
As life sat in between the legs of a sixty year old
Angels mocked youth from the far corner of the altar
Depression and anxiety worshiped to forget
 
No! everyone said
God, wouldn’t play such a game
But whatever, whatever cards you have, darling
We both know who is to blame
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