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The Suffering
There's a dark chamber of torture inside of me,
Not even a black heart,
But nobody happens to see
Everything is being torn apart.
Not even one heart beat,
before i slowly die and fade away
No remorse shall be showed.
I'm about ready to explode.
I feel the pain of loneliness and sin;
Only one question triggers my thoughts,
Why can't God help me erase these memories within.
No one would help take me out of this hell,
But yet they all knew me so well
If they did then why couldn''t they see;
I was just trying to be me.