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I Give
My twisted,fallen angel
Chaos burns
In the depth of your
Cold eyes
You struggle
You choke to live
Yet slowly
Your body dies
The reaper has come
"No,not yet,"I cry
"Very well then,"he nods
"Your payment is life"
With broken acceptance
I watch you suffer
And still you fight
To live
I go numb
I go quiet
I pay my price
With my life I give
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