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Still lonely
It was dark And almost raining I was going home – at last. Down the street His eyes were looking Full of anger and of hit I just so the shadow coming… Felt a strong approach desire For my heart, that was on fire. Sky has fallen Angels calling… Demons fearless nearly gathered I was trade apart with hanger. Heavy weight has presses my chin I’m away and I am afraid. Heavy weather pressed my skin. But I’m sure it wasn’t made. I want home, I want in hell, I want bless, but it’s in vain Let me breath, just let me live. You will die as well, in pain! Where’s the sun, where is my brain? Where are You, to save my soul? Are You gone away, again? Are You here or am I gone? Is black dark, or is dark black? I want white I need a light I have to cry I wanna DIE! What? What do you say? Wasn’t it rape? Wasn’t it hate? Weren’t there demons on my grave?
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