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Glory Daze

In my stupor
I cling to my hope
That I will eventually
Return to my holy days
And in the holiness
I find my demons
So I turn around
And run far away
Never did I think
That I would lovingly
But skeptically succumb
To my glory daze
And I always did know
That I’m sick
And I’m horrible
Whenever my evil comes out to play




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