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Think on why
I loved you
When it was time
For you to
Atone for your sins,
For you to be
Called in to question
For things between
The time I told
And what you
Brought to Me.
Think on the season
You saw only
Being in front of Me
With your deeds alone.
Despair, dejection,
Death on the throne.
You knew in
Your soul.