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exodus
Soon, I'm going to fly away,
There are no words to stay the pain.
Why me? "You're just more of the same."
So, you've no one to treat this way?
Yes? I hope she finds out someday --
These monsters you are in moonlight.
There is nothing to put you right
No church, no God can wash you clean
I go on home to mine serene
Knowing you'll live on in this fright.
Not One More!
Artwork by Laura Molina
http://www.lauramolina.com
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