Treva Robling

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Too clumsy to rise, accepting your hellish empty soul.
In your mind, alone in grace.
God sees you as a slacker.
You led us to believe.
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Two Faced

Too clumsy to rise, accepting your hellish empty soul.
In your mind, alone in grace.
God sees you as a slacker.
You led us to believe.
Which lies you forgot which ones you told who.
In reality, you're empty-headed.
Claiming to crawl taimed, wild at heart.
Skipping from your death.
Frowning in silence, you sleep.

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