I am going to Hell,
That's how the story ends,
That my lips will tell,
I try to live not so wrong,
But this road to heaven,
the journey is just to long,
My mind has become too weary,
From my broken heart,
That waits for you to come bury,
The dreams of heaven in me,
so I may finally be set,
Free,
Every conversation we speak,
Your words of inspiration,
Grow ever soul weak,
As my ears grow,
Hard of hearing,
and all is so tiring,
But really am just a person,
Confused,
by the beautiful lies of the flute,
As I eat this fruit,
That opened my eyes,
To this world of Truth and lies.
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