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Decades of lifeless cold follow a brief summer The stage at the end, practically a walk of shame Many eyes turn away, a few painfully blank A mere shell of a former person, Deformed by sins and their blame It's such a miserable thing, he can't be saved anymore. He's been swallowed heart and mind Into the valley of hurt and despair Alas, just numbing the pain doesn't make a person whole He might as well be a sinner now How do you even wash away stains from a soul?
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Aug 8, 2022
Aug 8, 2022 at 12:35 PM UTC
The Sinner
Decades of lifeless cold follow a brief summer The stage at the end, practically a walk of shame Many eyes turn away, a few painfully blank A mere shell of a former person, Deformed by sins and their blame It's such a miserable thing, he can't be saved anymore. He's been swallowed heart and mind Into the valley of hurt and despair Alas, just numbing the pain doesn't make a person whole He might as well be a sinner now How do you even wash away stains from a soul?
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Aug 8, 2022
Aug 8, 2022 at 12:35 PM UTC
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