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Fallen heart, why dost thou call me?There, in the dark, I hear your voice.A lonely soul too deep to see,A saddened end made without choice.Can you taste the love in their veins,Forcing it’s way into thy soul?Implements used to ease thy pains,Fleeting moments for life as whole.Drown thyself in thine own sorrow.The snarl of agony has shown.Love is lost for those who borrow,Seeds that die when they are sown.Redemption lies with greater power.A light that makes all evil cower.
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