rid me

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By <i><b> ♥ Break The Tradition

rid me of this emotion over flowing pain rid me of this hurt i have nothing to gain oh rid me of this earth from which i derive oh rid me of this life of which i have no worth rid this world of someone like me for i only bring a bad name to you all rid this world of the pain i cause i will only cause you all to fall oh poor little world spinning around you have to deal with me standing on your ground and these tears i cry sink down into your firey girth oh poor little land i am not worthy of this earth so send me away to a place we call hell and for all of time i shall burn and dwell

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