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Clemency

AH THE STING OF PAIN IS BLISS PURE AND SPLENDID I OPEN UP FOR THE RELEASE THE BLOOD DRIPS AWAY MY FEAR, MY SADNESS I CARVE MY PAIN UPON MY BODY TO FREE MY SOUL OF YOU I AM IN CONTROL OF ONLY THIS I RISE ABOVE YOU WITH MY HANDS I TAKE THE BLAME UPON MYSELF THIS IS THE LAST RESORT.

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