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May 2018
Speaking like you know just what to say
Restlessness a language soaked in sin
Regret shall not hurt you if you win.
So go away.

You say...

"I do not mind the man that I’ve become
Ambitious thoughts have never been a sin;
And consequence won’t chase me if I win.
So let me stay."

I say...

Your heart visits the place where demons come
The whitest lies still sow the seeds of sin
To walk this road means that you'll never win
You've found your way.

So walk away.
Lost
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     CjordanK and A Simillacrum
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