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Her mistake
She cried from tear stained eyes,flawed within voices unheard from a time she lost her vision of beauty,her sins bleed out along the wayside of regret,
Fore she turned to lay her head down its thoughts she fed to reason as she felt useless,her cries to the gods smelled of confession yet she wore nothing more then shame.
As she was selfishly untamed among whores and saints for murder was her phase,goodbye she spoke in wavies ,grinding her hands into her eyes as the voices cried louder then her stained tempt of suicide ,yet she stood naked upon the difference there to rest the nameless awhile she drowned in her tear stained eyes.
Fore she turned to lay her head down its thoughts she fed to reason as she felt useless,her cries to the gods smelled of confession yet she wore nothing more then shame.
As she was selfishly untamed among whores and saints for murder was her phase,goodbye she spoke in wavies ,grinding her hands into her eyes as the voices cried louder then her stained tempt of suicide ,yet she stood naked upon the difference there to rest the nameless awhile she drowned in her tear stained eyes.
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