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My Mistakes

by stanley-zakyich

With all this bad, there must good Or so I have understood. I have been through so much pain, But where is all I should have gained? God of Fate, such cruelty, Filled with hate aimed right at me. No gold under this rainbow, Just a couple feet of snow. I know I have daftly erred, I am righteousness impaired, But for me to go through this? Please, give me a deathly kiss.
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Nov 2, 2012
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