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Jan 2012
I hear the heavens getting angry at me
They said to me, "follow us, for you have sinned"
I have lost control
I've lost my soul
And they're letting the rain pour
I await the storm to drown me
I'm stuck in this world, like a prisoner of war
The heavens want to wash me away, this I can forsee
No longer can I pleed
They want me gone.
I wrote this for english class, last year. Enjoy.
mads
Written by
mads  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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