When did you sell your soul? 

Was it when I gave up my heart? 

When I sold you and you sold me 

Like they said, under the Chestnut tree 

When you gave up your love 

And I gave up my life 

When the world could burn 

And we would just smile 


Or maybe we'd cry 



I'll never know 


This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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