Cleanse your soul with the very tears you created,
Yet claim no responsibility for.
Who's to blame when both sides have lost
What cannot be returned?
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| Let the rain fall down upon you. Cleanse your soul with the very tears you created, Yet claim no responsibility for. Who's to blame when both sides have lost What cannot be returned? |
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