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On my knees but it hurts to pray I wither in agony every ******* day I must ask you to look the other way I am the cautionary tale I have stepped behind the veil But even in death I was a fail So eager for death For secrets to be kept Till that final last breath I prayed for the pain to stop I prayed for the demons not to romp Through my life, on my dreams not to stomp Seems that I've prayed to one that refuses to listen There seems to be a rift, a division For my life plays out in black and crimson On my knees but it hurts to pray I wither in agony every ******* day I must ask you to look the other way
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May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 8:24 AM UTC
Cautionary Tale
On my knees but it hurts to pray I wither in agony every ******* day I must ask you to look the other way I am the cautionary tale I have stepped behind the veil But even in death I was a fail So eager for death For secrets to be kept Till that final last breath I prayed for the pain to stop I prayed for the demons not to romp Through my life, on my dreams not to stomp Seems that I've prayed to one that refuses to listen There seems to be a rift, a division For my life plays out in black and crimson On my knees but it hurts to pray I wither in agony every ******* day I must ask you to look the other way
#god#sadness#black#crimson#prayed
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May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 8:24 AM UTC
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