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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2009-02-01 | | Your gift for me was life I have opened my gift with a knife This is a gift I cannot take This is a gift wich I cannot use Your gift to me was a mistake This is a gift I must refuse And yet why have you given this gift to me God? I can't do anything with the gift you have gave me I hope you will forgive me for throwing this gift into the see. Why did you chose my parents to recieve this This gift, wich they thought it was a bliss? I shall soon return what you have gave And I shall be put into my grave And if I shall not be an angel in heaven Then I will go to hell to be a slave It's time for my life , your gift , to end.
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