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Tuesday, July 3, 2012
The Wretched
You lost this life, so now go lose yours.
Suffer worst and repent
with what's left of what ya burned.
Singing lies you stood sturdy.
Once promise, now ruin;
your act practiced in gospel silence
but I heard your whoring.
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