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The Martyr
  Deep and dark
  I’m falling apart
  Submerged in an ocean of my own tears
  Left to my hate, pain, sorrow, and fears
  The tears on my cheeks are salty
  Deeper still, I’m falling
  Falling into a downward spiral
  Screaming and crying all the while
  Enveloped by anxiety
  Slowly realizing
  I can’t change the past
  Falling, ever so fast
  Help. It won’t stop
  Eternal drop
  This is my torture, it is my pain
  Relived over and over again
  You don’t understand, and you probably never will
  You don’t know what the f*** i feel
  I’m falling straight down
  How much longer until I drown?
  A light below me
  Blinding, I can’t see
  Slows my descent
  Endless torment
  “You can’t save me, light of gold.
  My heart is black. My body is cold.
  So go back, wherever you came.
  I deserve this. I am to blame”
  Yet the light pushes harder
  It tries to save the martyr
  The one who died for his beliefs
  The one who knows no relief
  Only when he smokes that keef
  Does he simmer down from his peak
  From the beginning of time this martyr didn’t care
  Although deep inside he really was scared
  He didn’t want to die, didn’t want to suffer
  “Why me? Why not another?”
  He screamed as the light failed
  And the martyr, in pain and agony, went straight to hell.

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