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My disgrace

I feel it coming
  I start to pace
I sit alone
  I know my place
Stop the pounding
  Stop the madness
Start the fire
  Start the masses
Bring your pitchforks
  Bring your torches
Build you stake
  Build you perches
The show will start
  It will be soon
I deserve to die
  Under the moon
Written by AngelLace44
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