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Perdition

A collection of impurities
Remorse for actions long ago
The curse of curare dreams
Maniacal, deeply insane
 
Faces dimmed by memory
Still heard now within my soul
The voices that would have me damned
Perdition for a feast of sins
 
Will I die before I wake
And perish by the coming day?
Flames will travel up my legs
And madness may be here to stay.
Written by crowfly
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