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State Of Nothingness

Bruised and abused.
Suffocating with pride.
Respect never given to the
Temple of God.
Even though we were bought
with the price of blood
Our body temples degraded to a piece of bread.
Placed right in the fingers of the devil.
At a single bite everything crushes into pieces
Written by TouchSky
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