Will It Get Better?

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I found myself gazing into those sea green eyes

Waiting to be baptized

At last, I was a sinner

Did not deserve any mercy

Cries echoed rumbling through me

Every time I hear it, I die slowly

Long and deary

The pain will go away I say to myself in a wary

It never did

Took away all of my glory 

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