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| Was it your mark?
Was it your hand? Or was it yours? Who pushed me till I fell? Who took away my strength and voice Who left me in this hell Was it your mark? Or was it yours? Who pulled me till I bled Who took away my world of God And left me in the alley for dead? Was it your face? Or his? That I still can�t see in light That wears a shadow mask Of terror and of fright Was it your boot? Or yours? Who scars my back inside Who pushed me to the shame Who makes me run and hide? Was it your pain? Or was it yours? Who left me barren before I was grown Who took away my right to life For it�s only death that I have known |