Locked in a prison with no escape. Keeping track of long lost days. Where will my weary soul reside, when there is nothing left inside. Who will want my painful soul, whose action made me a fool. Can I ever live with myself, or in eternal darkness dwell. Can the light of truth free me, or all alone I ever be. The fate of my life is all gone for I have done to much wrong.

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