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While I was sumarine in the depth of my imagination.  Where I found myself , in the darkness of my room. The sound of my clock wall going over my head and the things 
The healthiness shoudln't have to be forced,  it shoudl come naturally, like how you both met eachother naturally. One shoudln't have to ask for respect,  it should just be know to give it,
He looked at her as she was standing there           He moved closer to her and used words that made her stare His words were filled with emptiness and lust           She looked at him trying to decide to trust.
For my unspeakable sins, He died a gruesome death. We still sing ominous hymns, About that tragic day.   Along the path of judging, People scorn His name. Some cautiously nudging
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