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It is only a matter of time,

but my time is running low.

A small window to shine,

there's nothing to show.

These words will be lost,

my body will let go.

Depends on how much it will cost,

to sell my soul.

Trying to be remembered,

long after this hearts last beat.

After the body is dismembered, 

on my way to heavens Street. 

Still I walk with humanity,

amongst the sins.

Writing about all the insanity,

and how the evil always wins.

Remember me,

Remember me not.

I'm on my way to heaven.. you see,

Where it's never hot.

Words impale the mind,

Especially the unearthly kind.

*S*