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And as was the Hatred

I've taken my life 3     times
spent time     locked away
I've cut my wrist with knives
and prayed my soul away

I've lifted a gun to my head
felt the trigger before     i squeezed
but nothing I've seen or read
has prepared me for the song     I've seized

Regret and was the hatred
Regret and as was     shall never be
Our life was overrated
our moments     memories of frailty.

Long now we have said good-bye
and my love i miss you    i miss you
since     i have wished i'd die
and my reality weren't so     true...

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