My Angel Within Me Is Dead
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When I was born,
I was a beautiful truth,
As I grew old,
In many fold,
I lost my altar,
I lost my nectar,
I am filled with evil,
Hid within me, a devil,
My sweetness has
Dissolved in brine,
I lost the shrine,
Why I became a swine?
I search my morn,
Till I get,
I will mourn..
My Angel within me is dead
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