Those pesky trespassers ruined everything
Oh sure, they were trying to “return” his stolen property
Well they could have just left it at the gate and been off, but no, they didn’t want to
Everything might have been fine if his security was worth the payments
Really they might as well have opened the door for the interlopers
See, be nice, give people some jewelry, and that’s how they pay you back! Medieval!
The sky is the limit
Really, everything is coming up roses
Except, of course, when it’s all burning down
Now that’s when everything is just going to hell
Don’t worry, it will all be just fine
Selling pieces of his soul was the only way he could get ahead
They were not large pieces, but they all added up
Outside everything was fine, but inside, the echoes of who he had been became a cacophony
Relegating his self-worth into moral bankruptcy
Eventually, he ran out of product, closed up shop, and faded from memory
Been promised that everything would be fine
Except that was never going to be true
That shouldn’t have surprised her
Rachel had grown up on the wrong side of the tracks
And no one there was ever able to keep their word, even if they tried
Yet this one hurt more than all the rest put together
Everett said he would always be there to hold her, to help make things right
Death had conveniently gotten him out of that, the bastard. She spit on his grave.
Focusing on looking before leaping
Really made life easier and gave him so much self-confidence moving forward
Of course, at this particular moment, it was getting a bit warmer, but everything would be just fine
Going to enjoy this sauna environment as it keeps getting hotter slowly until …
Nighttime was when he was awake and alive
Observing his domain as he prowled the streets
Citizens were happily in their beds now
They were dreaming dreams of a light-filled world
Under which people like him were just fragments of lore
Real-world boogeymen who cleaned up society’s messes
Now that suited him just fine
As he enjoyed the peace and quiet of owning the blacktop
Lifting another trashcan, he deposited the contents in the back of the truck before moving on
Didn’t read the fine print of the contract
Of course that’s how a lot of these stories start
Catch 22’s galore in the legalese that no one can decipher
Unless you are a lawyer, and even then you have to be speak a dialect of Parseltongue
Making the rest of the tale about maneuvering out of the inevitable
Enabling our hero to have the last laugh
Now only if that worked in real life
Then I would be so done with these student loans
Cuisine so fine that that it demanded to be taken out for a dinner date
He showered her with flavors that were tart, sweet, salty, and spicy
Everything balanced to a perfection, a true masterpiece of culinary art
Food may be temporally empheneral, but the memories of that meal will be eternal
Dinner was coming soon, he was sure of it
It just meant waiting a bit more
Not that is stopped him from eating a candy bar
Everything would be fine as long as she didn’t find out
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