.Oh, how I love to feel the blade of self-inflicted pain
Yet I long to dwell in purity
My desire is for light to overcome my hate
Yet I play a whore to darkness and remain unclean
Let the hills hear my voice as I shout out my plea
Let your perfect love our over me
And I cry fo.
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