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The wind brushed my cheek A feeling I wish I could forever keep In days of despair And no one who cared I go back to that moment Praying for atonement Atonement never came There was only sorrow and shame Till the wind brushed my cheek again And for that moment I prayed for something more splendor That moment is forever tender Like the key of a piano The voice of a soprano I wish the moment would never leave I wish that moment could never succeed The days that were about to come When all I would have is *** Drunken days God doesn't pay For our wrongdoing Or beer that wont stop brewing I'll never forget the contentment of that moment I could have sworn I was the proponent For all sins and bad deeds
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Aug 17, 2013
Aug 17, 2013 at 6:24 PM UTC
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The wind brushed my cheek A feeling I wish I could forever keep In days of despair And no one who cared I go back to that moment Praying for atonement Atonement never came There was only sorrow and shame Till the wind brushed my cheek again And for that moment I prayed for something more splendor That moment is forever tender Like the key of a piano The voice of a soprano I wish the moment would never leave I wish that moment could never succeed The days that were about to come When all I would have is *** Drunken days God doesn't pay For our wrongdoing Or beer that wont stop brewing I'll never forget the contentment of that moment I could have sworn I was the proponent For all sins and bad deeds
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Aug 17, 2013
Aug 17, 2013 at 6:24 PM UTC
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