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It's time I die

Shoot me or slay me

Or hang me up high

Stone me and bleed me

Please kill me, it’s time I die.

 

I have been to places

from east to west

I have heard you all enough

fake laughter and jest

 

’Was taught to fear and pray

All throughout a day

’Was taught to have faith in you

You washed faith away

 

Wouldn’t mind being murdered

butchered or beheaded

Living ain’t so easy, poor boy

When dreams fade away.

 

◄ A Dream

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