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just writing |
| Transend the piercing death I see no means to long Scrap my fold from this curse I am lonelyness The dept of my concessness Ecapes my perception Furthers my soul from my body And dies along with me I am lies Taking your spirit Spiting the grave you live Under; hits my head up on a stone Take me, take me down To a sea of darkness Lost in this fariy tale |