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Jun 2014
I am born of sin of wrath of dirt
Could never come to faith revert

The demons grin echo in my heart
Ripping my inside worlds apart

The good it fades within my dark
Upon my conscious a tainted mark

Witness my failure the demon smirks
The gods they shun me filled with irk

I drag my soul through thorns tonight
I walk empty lanes in an endless fight

Of failures born of failures died
In a million pieces my soul divide

Thus was my nights spent in a sweat
Flashes of misfortune flashes of dread

Of innocent ***** that lay and bled
Silhouettes of my past won't leave my bed
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