Life

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I gave you my last breath
But you decided to toss it out
Resulting in a fate worst than death
My dear I think you're about to blackout

They wanted you bad
For you have sinned
But I was hell bent on getting you out if I may add
I rescued you but in return I got skinned

So let me ask you this;

I'm saving you but why are you killing me?!

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