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Here I sit,greatly disturbed

Playing back in my head,all the words...

that left my soul and mind crippled

Lost in my own story...

Skin of Ivory,Soul of Ebony

A tarnished and frayed integridy

I have let failure consume me

My Crucifix gone,there is nothing left for me to hold on...

I look from my plateu

To the valley of darkness far below

And say "Today is the day, six feet is not so far down"

Running start,over the edge

I left behind my freedom on the ledge

And fell from my perch into the black Earth

Life has nothing left for me

Surrounded by darkness, I hymn the creed...