Sit and stare, just to watch your memories fade into dust.
Love and care, just to have your love turn to lust.
Behold this, a token of what i could and might have been.
Before a so called god, left me with so much sin.
Along time ago, before i had a clue.
Of what the sacred god, and all his angels knew.
Sowing the seeds, you planted for me.
Kept away when they sprouted, cus i couldnt see.
Catch me in your net when i escape, to put me in my place.
Its so weird, i never even seen your face.
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