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Oct 2020
O lord, I am lost
In the depths of Hell
I have done nothing wrong
I was just on a mission
From you.

I bent down on my knees
Praying.
Hoping.
To get out of here

I called your name through prayer
Praying
The Guardian Angel
The Lord's prayer


But it seems like you want me to stay...


So let it be
My lord.
Sydney
Sydney
Written by
Sydney  F/Somewhere in the world
(F/Somewhere in the world)   
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