Died Under Heaven's Grace
Dark alleyway filled with crazy games.
How many days has it been since I started this revolution?
This right here is why I ran away from home- to be free from all these restraining
chains.
No one to tell me what to do!
I finally have control,
not my mom, not my dad, not anyone!
Yet love yanks me from the top as if I were a fish caught on a hook.
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