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Sometimes it seems my world doesnt turn,
No matter how cold it is, It always seems to burn, So please pardon me while I break into my rage, For in my book of life , There is but a single page, Although the verse are so short, In this they do detail, That I am the only soul, That is burning in my hell. So if you want to know me, Then just take a look, Look into my soul , And then you have read my book.
A BOOK OF SORROW |
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