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Self
What a strange twist of fate
As I rain bits of hate
It spirals out of control
Something has got to go
I take the hate from my soul
And cast it into a hole
Never again to bath in self loathe
But Giveing more of me
To help your heart sing
Which makes my heart rain
Flooding the Body with joy
No longer feeling pain
Destroying the lonely moments
From the heart that makes you sing!
As I rain bits of hate
It spirals out of control
Something has got to go
I take the hate from my soul
And cast it into a hole
Never again to bath in self loathe
But Giveing more of me
To help your heart sing
Which makes my heart rain
Flooding the Body with joy
No longer feeling pain
Destroying the lonely moments
From the heart that makes you sing!
Published 20th May 2012
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