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Sin
i am once again a lost soul, devoured by the would whole,in the dark the demons my heart they stole, will their ever be a brighter day, that my heart is held and my soul don't half to pay, why do life make people seem that they are better then me, others say open your eyes we are the same and you we see, then why my heart tell me different and my body flee, in this world of pain i am lost, is this the end of the world for man, or will we stay here only to barry ourselves in the sand,when the world takes your family even the love of your life,now you regret you have no wife,come on hell take me now, drop me were their's no were to be found, fall maybe fly, take heaven or hell were ill never hurt or cry,let me not half to say good bye, for the leaves no qustion to ask why, not my body look at my heart die, i am a victum of a world of greed, i and the dirt once again born of my own seed, watered from hate, grow slow but at my own rate, this is my sin but the world will never be born again THE END
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