The Cross

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Oh cross I want to tear you apart,

A single black cross who is your destiny,

Cross is a thing not a toy,

A single black cross wouldn't get a chance,

I'm not your cross, who you tear

I'm not your destiny,

I'm not a toy, who you playing with,

I will not have a chance to save you,

The Cross had a bearer

Oh my sweet little black pain,

Cross is not your fend,

A cross who named it cross,

I'm not your cross, who you bear with

I'm not your pain,

I'm not a fend,who you finding to,

I will not have a chance to save you,

I will not stop searching,

Till we die to cross,

I'm not your friend,

I will not be hang up,

I'm not your cross, who you missing

I'm not dead

I'm not your friend

I'm not hanging up on love

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