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They say an abused soul goes to heaven.
An evil one to hell.
I'm not sure where I'd go.
Stuck in the middle.
Wings stained red with blood
Horns broken into peices.
The wondering itself
is madness.
Life itself
is madness.
They say an abused soul goes to heaven
An evil one to hell.
I'm not sure where I'd go.
But I'll find out tonight.