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Hope
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A line, a cliff,
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No others know
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A path between a
dark |
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And death that
hopes |
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| Essays
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Sliding down my
skin |
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Bring me closer |
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Let me live |
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My life is in your
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My heart depending |
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On your pain |
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Tear through my
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Steal my faith |
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Let me die |
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My hope is in your
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My blood depending |
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On your release |
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I feel my
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Source of my life |
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Cause of my death |
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Each beat forcing,
releasing |
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More scarlet juice
to the ground |
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My life brings my
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without permission. To contact me, please click here.
Please also be aware that if I find you have used any of my work without
my agreement I will pursue you to the full length of the law. Also bear in
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