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mudy tears

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i lay here
looking up at the empty sky
the taught of you made me cry
i no its to late
but even the heavens cry for me
i look forward to see the demon with angel wings
its looks over me as i weep
as my love for you puts me to sleep
i never wanted to live this way
why must you hate me
and why must it afect me so
as i stand up wishing to die
the sky crys muddy tears for me





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