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ABANDON ALL HOPE YE WHO ENTER HERE

GOOD MARROW THOU WEARY SOUL...I A'M THE WAY INTO THE CITY OF WOE,I AM THE WAY UNTO THE FORSAKEN PEOPLE,SACRED JUSTIC MOVED MY ARCCITECTS, ONLY ELEMENTS CREATED BEFORE TIME MAY DESTROY ME AND BEYOND TIME I STAND.ABANDON ALL HOPE YE WHO ENTER HERE....


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INNER HURT

  THE ANGER WITHIN TOO OLD AND WORN
THE PAIN THROUGH LIFE FROM BEING BORN
  I LOST MY FAITH OF LIVING ON 
THE PAIN OF THE PAST DWELLING UPON
THROUGH THIS NUMBNESS OF YOUTHS WASTE
SUCH FEELINGS YOU SMELL SUCH SADNESS YOU TASTE
AND WHEN YOU TRY TO HIDE THOSE TEARS
TO LOCK WITHIN ANLONG SIDE YOUR FEARS
I TEAR MY SKIN TO LET THIS GO 
CUTS FORMED OF INNER HURT TO SHOW
AND YOU HEAR ME NOW FEELING BUT USED
ABANDONED FROM LIFE WEARILY ABUSED
I BRING THIS HURT UNTO MYSELF
IF HAPPINESS WERE MONEY I'D HAVE NO WEALTH
MY WEAKNESS HAS BEEN HELD WITHIN TOO LONG
AND ALL BREAKS ME DOWN FOR I'M NOT STRONG
IF THESE FEELINGS I WISH TO TAME
BUT PAIN WITHIN I HOLD TO BLAME 
I COULD SETTLE THIS SORROW IF I TRIED
FOR I KNOW I'D LOST IF I'D DIED
SO I LIVE ON APART FROM THE SMILES
AND MY PAIN ADDS UP UPON ITS PILES
I DONT TOSS IN THE TOWEL WITHIN MY PAIN 
FOR GIVING UP HAS NOTHING TO GAIN.....
Lord_Kindred...

THE WAY OUT......

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