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by Lyss   Oct 9, 2008


Upon these lips, the words take form
a mask based on false emotions
with no other intentions, into darknes we are born
how am i to be forgiven for such notions?

such thought begin to besome premature
nothing has yet to have been gained
yet this sin has its lure
if all such things are to change, what shall remain?

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