Then I cry in an awful guilt//Sweat beads upon my brow//Each of my sobs ends in a lilt//Because I know I'd do it again...
Beetle and Murder
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Then I cry in an awful guilt//Sweat beads upon my brow//Each of my sobs ends in a lilt//Because I know I'd do it again...
Welcome to my mind. Watch the first step, it's a doozy.
"I saw the Angel in the marble, and carved until I set him free"
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