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Mar 5
As i face dark an light
Miracles are made
How many does it take
This giant illusion
A brick wall that never ends
Lifes prison
Glad the green grass yields
Taken so delicatly
Loves holds and shields baron
Thats why sharing is for caring
I stand corrected
When i die is that the end of me
Not only me
The end of you
Gods from the heavens
Raining down relentless
You deserve faction
Rapture capture action
Marks my words
Cross the devil
The lords decieve
I do believe
Not lightly
But highly regarded
Nothings worse than a path of lies
Abstract ******
Coins
Written by
ZACK GRAM  M
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