Before
Sad, useless, all alone
that's all I use to moan
crying tears of blood
smearing my name like mud
a lonely shadow in the corner
I was but a lowly mourner
then one day you appeared
and wiped away my painful tears
you said you loved me then gave a nod
I asked who are you
you said "YOUR GOD!"
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