In lines of indulgence
I wrote around the page
That I saw the suffering of others
Conscious I refused
To extend my hand
So where all the tears in my eyes
How do I know
All these thing without feel me
Like a tomb that holds my soul
Just hiding the dirt
Rotting me
Fading me
Blind me
I want to say...
How do I know
All these thing without feel me
Like a tomb that holds my soul
Just hiding the dirt
Rotting me
Fading me
Blind me
I want to say... Repentance!
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