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I win because we fear not the night for there is no more fright, what's wrong and what's right, the distinction does not exist in our eyes, because we're airtight.
I win because you're a disgrace to the concept of family, the priest won't divulge the fact in his homily, and I'll stand up and scream if the mourning remains quiet, you can deck out a lie in a suit, I won't buy it.
I win because I won't join in the procession that's speaking their peace using five dollar words and praising his integrity, and just because he's gone doesn't change the fact he was a bastard in life, and thus a bastard in death.
I win because if heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied, illuminate the "No"s on their vacancy signs, if there's no one beside you when your soul embarks, then I'll follow you into the dark.
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