Childhood living holds my stay Things I wanted like sand slidden away. Graceless lady, you know who I am You know me inside 'cause You watch me suffer day by day. A dull aching pain you've decided To show me again and treat me unkind. I've dreamed of you many times. You, sins and lies, you freedom Your abime, cruel on me, you lay. Faith broken and tears cried What will I leave after I die?
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