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Gone the World
As farewell and gone the world, as mystic as mystery as an ordinary girl, for now you will be amazed, is as simple as the boy that embrace this gaze, the world is of mine to save, as one we all will see, is as simple as all will come to be, as the mud run through my hand, as the darkness has plagued the ill of a land, for it all is what i take, this savior of mine was but a fake, he was taken and sent as man, so catch him if you can, you may not know what i speak, it is in the answer in which you all will seek, or my sin has hit its peak, an now my life is all so weak, for i have the answer in which we share, it is right in your hands without a stare, and through the window in which we glare, and after all this time we still don't care, so gone the world, if you are me, an your eyes have seen what mine could see, so pray that it never will be, as the devil will lay his hands onto me, as i lie, and wish my body could cry, by his hands I know I still must die.
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