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life


When i die i'll go to hell. My soul will live but do not tell. For me to live i can bare no more. I can hear hands knocking at my door. For faith to live shall not be true. The world will stop until im through. doors knocking.Shadows talking. Voices with no sight. Always their to give me a fright. Cars stopping.Glasses dropping. Screaming people. A bloody steeple. Life is dangerous until withdrawn. I'll always suffer, until im gone. Sleep is bad dreams are there. You can die in your sleep, and no one will care. Your loved ones wait for you to come home. Once is done, things are thrown. No one cares...Do i dare... Forever gone...Heart withdrawn... No more enemies...No more fights... No more fighting for my life!
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