Flashback from 2006

Late at night
All was asleep
Except two-
Death Angel and me

We had a talk
I asked could I go
He shook his head
And told me no

I got on my knees
And begged, "Take me,
For I've been treated bad
And it's awfully sad."

He said his boss
Gives him a list
And he disappeared
In a midst

I was angry
For I'd been hurt so long
And my chance to leave
Was answered with no.

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