There will always be something bad to follow every step you take, red will replace the colour of faith, here in front of your eyes you will see green pasture as the new colour of your disgrace.
When you start calling mistakes who I am, know that your audacity has started sprinkling pain on top of your grin smile to the chains you ought to escape, how do you now not mistaken hate with fate. I guess you wanted to believe that all things come with all will be saved if you stand in front of salvation gate.
Just when you think you have it figured out; lime lights will forget you were on the path from which you did create. Some hand cuffs were not meant from free to break.
It doesn’t take darkness too long to figure out you shake; it certainly won't take the devil much longer to identify your face.
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