There are things I remember,
that haven't happened before,
I promised you once we'd laugh again,
but soon my vice became my friend,
only on the inside do we mend-
So have the whole bottle,
for the hell you're in,
if I love the devil, then god is a sin
today is the day
your atonement will begin.
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My Sweet Grave Digger
الشعرI use to have an anger so big, it could fill up any house. Poems from the garage attic.
