Tuesday, October 31, 2017

All My Sins



All My Sins

For all of my sins
I cannot judge myself
I have done so much wrong
In a life that is too short
But I have been judged
I have been condemned
And I will be killed at noon
When I feel the rope on my neck
And as it tightens around my throat
My life will never be clearer
I will see the paradise I will be denied
I can blame no one else for its loss
And with my last breath I know

I took my own paradise from me

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