“And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy”…

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In the midst of his decent…
Demonised by them all…

Eager to see him crumble…
Overjoyed to see him fall…

The man who held everything…
And had life all worked out…

He’d battled all his demons…
Wiped away any shred of doubt…

Built his life the right way…
Never strayed far from the path…

A loving and faithful husband…
Until it came to pass…

That a lethal combination…
Of distraction mixed with drink…

And a pretty green eyed temptress…
Caused a good man to sink…

Into the realms of darkness…
Where temptation lit the way…

And seduced by the excitement…
He was held under its sway…

He felt touched by the lightning…
He surged with a higher power…

And as their lips collided…
The thrill just thrust him higher…

But like the character Icarus…
He eventually flew too high…

And the unforgiving sun…
Burned and blinded his eyes…

The drug that he’d consumed…
Had changed his life forever…

Now owned by the demons…
He’s no longer smug, nor clever…

But descends from a great height…
Kicked as he tumbles down…

Attacked by those around him…
Forced to wear a thorny crown…

The one mistake that defines him…
Remembered only for his error…

That shattered all he’d lived for…
And led to so much terror…

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