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Please take this hand before it is to late. I could have carried you away.
Please just fucking devour this skin, I can hear your screams for salvation, come here.

The womb of your whore mother is not yours to carry.
For I promise you this, I could have carried you away from this war.
I could have carried you away from this house of violence; where your
father drains the life out of you and your mother.
Rest your head against my shoulder.

Rest there, and I will find a way out. I will carry you out of this house. Where faithless men wear a devil's smile, upon these faces where dreams have gone lost.

But dear, you will die in the bloody arms of your father, after he slits the throat of your now dead mother. You will die there, beaten into pieces, with a broken heart and broken bones.

I could have carried you away, but I'm so sorry my dear, that won't happen, for I am just an empty man, I am too afraid of the pain.

For this I'm sorry my dear, for this I have no faith. I will never visit you in this house anymore. Your God has forsaken this place, a long time ago. Take this fucking hand before it is to late. Because I could have carried you away. Please take this fucking hand.

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