Page by page the letters fall,
Are crumpled, smashed, and thrown,
Unto this shrine, the altar call,
This platinum-plated throne.
Smoking musky words abroad,
Into the evening air,
These embers flay the fuming fraud
Whose hope was cause to err.
Consumed by fire, words ignite
The sacrifice is happ'ly made
As tear stained pages fill the night,
Rending hearts, a broken maid.
The price of follies, paid at last,
Each glowing coal grows dim
As page by page, the coins are cast
Into a grave for him.
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