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Wish I felt more like the devil -
Stronger, and powerful
Smoke comes from my ears, eyes, nose, and mouth,
There's a wicked glint in the corner of my eye,
But I'm burning only on the inside.
Rage, sorrow, desperation, twisted love,
God has truly abandoned me,
damned me, forgotten me
Left me in the valley of death's shadow,
To die in everlasting pain.
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Ron
George