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Weakness
Alas, the sun doth fade
And the rain commence
To wash away the false images
And all that I wanted you to be,
All that you never were
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Truth to lies, deceit revealed
The death of you I cannot bear
To spare you exceeds generosity
Time is short, each breath a lifetime
But when the trumpets sound
And temptation peaks
The angels will be the first to fall