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Purgatory Road
AS I SEEK REFUGE UPON THE ROAD OF PURGATORY I SADLEY REMINISH ON THE MULTIPLE FAILURES I HAVE MADE. BLOOD LUST FURY, SIMPLEMINDED MANIPULATION, COMPLICATED WEBS OF DECIET, SINS UNABLE TO BE FORGAVE. LIVING WITHIN AN EVIL ABYESS, SEARCHING FOR THE DOOR TO SALVATION, ONLY TO FALL SHORT A PRAYER. UNABLE AND UNWANTING TO LOVE UNCONDITIONLY, BELIEVING ONLY LIES, PUSHING AWAY THE ONLY ONES WHO EVER SEEMED TO CARE. ATTEMPTING SUICIDE ONLY TO PORTRAY THE SCARS IT LEFT BEHIND, FIENGNING INNOCENCE WHEN I AM GUILTY AS CHARGED. CONSTRUCTING WALLS AROUND MY OWN SOUL FOR PROTECTION, THEN LAUGHING IN THE FACES OF OTHERS BROKEN HEARTS. REJECTING ALL PROOF AND EVIDENCE OF CLARITY, ASKING AND ACCEPTING TORTURE AS MY PUNISHMENT FOR MY OWN CORRUPT LIFE. A CURSE I HAVE REGRETFULLY COPED TOO, WAITING IN LINE AT HELLS GATE, CUTTING THOUGH NEVER ONCE HOLDING A KNIFE. INJECTING DENIAL AS DRUGS, OVERDOSING ON DEPRESSION, MY VEINS FLOWING ICE, AWAKENING TO BARE GODS WRATH. BREAKING PROMISES WITH ILL EASE, SPEAKING WITH A FORKED TOUNGE, CONFRONTING OTHERS WHILE STABBING THEM IN THE BACK. NOW WHILE THE SANDS OF TIME FALLS WHILE I WALK THIS ROAD, I UNDERSTAND IT IS ONLY I WHO AM TO BLAME. WILL I ACCEPT THIS ETERNAL DEFEAT AND FALL INTO TEMPTATION OR WILL I BEAT DEATH AND LIVE TO SEE ANOTHER DAY.
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