imprisoned
in my own skin
forgiven
will be my sin
crucified
on the alter of pain
driven
by the spell of the insane
magnified
on your gate
forgotten
by the winds of fate
purified
in your sacred river
reborn
in one ultimate shiver
simplified
in your complication
worth living
in my estimation
free,
like the birds of my sky
in me,
million silent tears to cry
but i try
searching for a why
a shameless alleby
and a worthless deny
for sale is the truth
yet,
nobody would buy..
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