The flesh I soiled in sin is the same skin I stand in,

the same skin that I tortured in vain.

Laying beneath it, my spirit is broken and dwelling

in the past where I made that mistake.

It seems that the harder we tried to coexiest,

the harder it was to survive.

I'll accept my failing endeavers,

swear to keep this love forever,

and with those words,

say my goodbye.

The End

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