Wolverine

Immortal, I live on
Without any memories of my past
I seek redemption
For all those felled by my blades

This life goes by fast
As I roar through the decades
My smile is a facade
As my life, a charade

Haunted by the woman I love
Who cherishes another
My fist clenches in a glove
As my chest is torn asunder

Masked and alone I stand
Even though broken
I watch the pendulum
While cursing adamantium

My existence is a disease,
Without any vaccine
Feared by Hades,
I am Wolverine

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