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One Soul

soft lingering music, one candle burning bright a happy cheerful fellow, a taunted soul at night wasteful words are spoken, a waste of human breath set sail for the bottom of the bottle, i drank myself to death to be rid of all this anger to be rid of all this pain t exclude myself from all the world never to be seen again alas there be just one thing before i slip away before you rest you head for the night i beg of you to prey do not prey for my taunted soul it would be a waste of your time this soul that lie deep inside of me was never really mine please prey for a pure life one without all the lies i am a fading shadow i bid you a thousand goodbye so now we draw to a closure all now has been said the next time that you see me im afraid i will be dead

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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