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I Am Whom The Wicked Call Evil
Lies through the teeth,
Hands at the throat,
Free from security,
Safe behind the moat,
Last gasps of the lungs,
Eyes staring into infinity,
Above the tree I've been hung,
Begging for Him to intercede.
Hands at the throat,
Free from security,
Safe behind the moat,
Last gasps of the lungs,
Eyes staring into infinity,
Above the tree I've been hung,
Begging for Him to intercede.
Published 26th May 2016
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