DARK MEMORYS
MEMORYS LINGER,STINGING,AND SHAMEFUL, BORN OF A BROKEN PAST, --- NO AMOUNT OF PENITENT OFFERINGS CAN UNSOIL THE SINS I HAVE AMASSED. --- OH WHAT A WIDE PATH I'VE CHOSEN, FOR SO MANY YEARS ,--- THE PATH OF RIGHTEOUSNESS IS NARROW, AND FAR FAR LESS GUILTY TEARS. --- I TALK NOT OF GOD OR RELIGION, BUT ABOUT THE COMMON GOOD IN MAN, ----WHATS RIGHT OR WRONG IN OUR EYES , IN OUR HEARTS, IS WHAT SUITS HUMANITYS PLAN ,--- AND IN THE LATE HOURS OF THE NIGHT, WHEN THE MEMORYS POUR FORTH FROM WITHIN , --- ITS OUR BITTER TEARS WE MUST TASTE , FROM OUR IDEAS OF SIN.
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