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In a moment's notice, |
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The truth has accelerated within. |
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I witnessed a subsidence, |
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I witnessed a deterioration begin. |
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This message you have left, |
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Whether it was intended or not, |
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Has left us all confounded. |
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Your incentives seem to have eluded us. |
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You may, have escaped, |
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But you've, only delayed, your fate. |
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There does not appear to be a valid explanation, |
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For such destructive actions, |
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In your last moments you reached up, |
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But you had already condemned yourself. |
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Gathered, in mourning, |
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A sea of tears flood the aisles. |
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They are broken, they are pleading. |
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Their faces, are red and, slightly blotched, with, pride. |
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This is no solution, |
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This is not considered retribution. |
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Your jaded notions, |
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Have overthrown your judgment. |
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Loved ones, supporting in hope to reconcile. |
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This destruction, you so selfishly designed. |
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When will you see, the pain, the lies, |
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The hurt, you've dealt, to all of us. |
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We'll just have to, hold the memories, |
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Live life through, an hourglass stare, |
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Sanctify, your fading legacies. |
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And rectify, this jaded, finally. |
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Repent your sins, in order to condemn the lies. |
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You have foretold, in order to rely, |
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Breaking through each silent, cry. |
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You may, have escaped, |
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But you, only delayed |
