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Burden

God this wasn't much I asked
I simply want to feel the touch
Of me an what I love so dear
My dreams were made to disappear

By now I see it's been made clear
Merely satisfied fed with despair
Punished for this life i've led
All that's mine to be born dead

Empty my arms be not to worry
The heaviest burden made to carry
Yes this burden makes me wonder
Where are you my God I've seized
Written by Thian
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