A Turk's Prayer
By Pessimistic Poet
Prayer Three- Rude
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Disclaimers: I do not own Final Fantasy VII.

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Now I lay me down to sleep,
I can't help it as I must weep.

I may be weak, I may be still
At least however, I still feel.

I am not what they think I am
I pray forgiveness for what I can

I cannot linger in this heartless place
I can no longer keep up my face

My smiles slip with every deed
My laughter dies like any seed

I pray forgiveness for what I've done
I pray forgiveness for going on.

I wish that I could die today
And let my Lord take me away.

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