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where it all began
I found myself without morals where it all began. Looking back on a place where we all want to live, I stopped to see forever not wanting to see wrong. I continued I stopped not rightly to clear my head for a moment and traveled on for 3 weeks.
At the end of the third week I looked to my heart to see love and I fought so many battles, I fought pain in my left arm trying to find peace in my right. I have walked away from my heart and crossed the last day, to know my enemy I have done wrong through the land of the heartless. I can do wrong no more. I see the devil and he binds me.. but aren't devils nearly angels tearing away your guilt?
I stopped on the last day of the last month of the last year, again I have found my heart. My life must be righteous in a place unknown so I can rest my soul where it all began.
At the end of the third week I looked to my heart to see love and I fought so many battles, I fought pain in my left arm trying to find peace in my right. I have walked away from my heart and crossed the last day, to know my enemy I have done wrong through the land of the heartless. I can do wrong no more. I see the devil and he binds me.. but aren't devils nearly angels tearing away your guilt?
I stopped on the last day of the last month of the last year, again I have found my heart. My life must be righteous in a place unknown so I can rest my soul where it all began.
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