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Birth
Where do your sins gestate?
Tedious pride and friction ride
On high strung tight wrung lies.
Anger breeds in the brothels of
Of a closed up heart, inside
Is where your sins gestate.
Behind closed doors,
Across false miles.
Where happiness is a
Bloody mask for hatred's
Discordant guile.
Tedious pride and friction ride
On high strung tight wrung lies.
Anger breeds in the brothels of
Of a closed up heart, inside
Is where your sins gestate.
Behind closed doors,
Across false miles.
Where happiness is a
Bloody mask for hatred's
Discordant guile.
Published 23rd Mar 2014
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