unfinished business

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I gave my heart, i gave my soul, I cheated death 

but i have atoned, my sins washed up in a gentle cycle

gone forever lost among the shadows, like an evening’s 

host we shall make a toast, to honor the fight the war

no blood shed only tears, cut and scars emotional warfare

we have forsaken are bonds, no longer attached like glue

soon he shall come and with a kiss my soul will twist

and meet his fist absorbed by death i leave you without forgiveness.

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