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Founder's Canon
January 19, 2026
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Your hole is a black one I cannot escape Etched in my memory’s Your pretty face Wherever I go I can’t get away I want you to leave But inside you stay I was thinking forever And you told me as well But where were you at The moment I fell? The promises, lies You were willing to tell When things got too tough Then you left me in Hell I feel I am sick And I’m needing my nurse I call, you don’t answer Your carelessness hurts Death’s gonna get me If you don’t get there first And now I am wondering Which one of you’s worse I guess all these gashes Will heal up in time But I still will not have you Quite out of my mind These scars will still be here Directing as signs If I say I don’t love you Then know it’s a lie

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