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Thoughts Of A Dying Atheist.
Tuesday, 6 March 2012
It alters when it alteration finds
Well I find alteration in you
And it's one I don't like
I'm sick of defending you
Being taken for a ride
As we walk towards the end
It's the end
Of a life
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