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I'm dreaming of a angel coming down the staircase from heaven to take me home where my heart would be complete my soul would be healed People would recognize me again but your still punishing me for something I don't know what I did to make you upset I hope that grass is green up there cause are you sure this isn't already hell called my life why couldn't you give me a voice but instead you just gave me the worst sentence possible stuck inside a cage inside my mind an lucifer has the key
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