I Washed AwayI washed away,
From the sand-sin beach
Into an ocean-of-killers.
The time that distracts me.
And through the slowly opening
doors-of-our-life-together.
I call out.
I scream,
"Let my angel live!"
Religion doesn't do me.
And this is how it is:
I would love to love the world again;
for the very first time.
--Nobius Black 
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