You dwell in my loathing and lusts.
You'll be there cos in you I trust.
And what I didn't see is that you collor me; forgive me for I plead for your empathy on me.
Observe the well I dwell; wanting the treu drop I'll have to bear I drop a lot.
Here we are I am hiding
carelain

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