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Author: jaganshi-kyou
Fiction Rated: K - English - Angst/Poetry - Published: 01-15-05 - Updated: 01-15-05 - id:1808703

I wasted so much time this

I don’t know who ‘m anymore

I’m dying in this hollowness

Lord forgive, I’m not innocent anymore

We were young, dumb, and stupid

Rebels without a clue

I don’t know why we did this

But we’ll pay it in blood, Our debt to you

I wallowed in my hate

While in the darkness we’d fornicate

This sickness must be innate

Cause I don’t know where the fuck I’d learn this

We’ve wasted so much time

Fed the sickness, now we’ve gone blind

To the error of our ways

We couldn’t help it, there’s so much hate

In the garden we picked a pepper

Stole the fruit, fed temptation

Echoes in a mirror

Anathema, abomination

We’ve wasted so much time

Fed the sickness, now we’ve gone blind

To the errors of our ways

We couldn’t help it, there’s so much hate

We’ve wasted so much time

Fed the sickness, now we’ve gone blind

To the errors of our ways

We couldn’t help it, there so much hate



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