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Justifiable

Swift is the punishment for my injustice Is this retribution worth the deed The body shatters, mind collapses Have I not only enforced what Satan made inevitable For I have nothing left to give, only to take My heart has stopped yet it still burns Wickedness, the embodiment of all who live, seems there is no escape though I lie dead

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