My prayer [07/18/2010]

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And so I lay me down to sleep,
My soul is Hells to keep,
Lift me high and lift me low,
Watch my blood, poor and flow
Wake me never and let my lie
Here in my grave do I cry
Silent walls close in on me
My coffin caves with no chance to flee
Dying slowly with less air to breathe
My chest struggles and heaves
I love you is all I can say now
I hold it true do I vow.

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