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- The Hoping of
Your Life
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- As I look at the black hell
below
- I think to myself, is that
where I’ll go?
- Oh the pain and agony
- For I don’t want to know.
- I look in the mirror, and what
do I see?
- A sorry fat bitch looking at
me!
- I smash the mirror into tiny
little pieces,
- For I see nothing but pity and
hate.
- As I look down into my grave,
- I say, will I be brave?
- For my soul is here,
- But my body is there.
- “I don’t want to die” is
what I said yesterday,
- But look where I am today.
- Tomorrow I will be gone,
- And I hope your life will be
long.
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