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Savior Self (Lyric) by OneFingerAnswer

Satan was head angel Now King of Hell You were my savoir Until you fell Gone are the memories Of our days of joy Here is the knowledge Of your nasty ploy Burnt with our pictures My heart beats on my spine After a few days All will be fine I can get over Your evil ways You never will If the greed stays Tourturing others Making your own chains Stealing from others With no profit or gains How can you help me When you can't help yourself? How can you be a savior If you can't even save yourself?

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 2-Feb-03/10:30 PM
2. He is still the savior whether or not you are saved.
3. Is "burnt with our pictures" a metaphor?
4. Whether or not someone incapable of saving themselves is likely to be very good at saving others doesn't matter. There are many possible situations in which someone is incapable of saving themselves but capable of saving someone else.

The word I used was "poeme". You're right that there is no "e" at the end of "poem". It ends in "m". If you're going to try to correct my spelling, get the smart part down first. Otherwise you simply become an ass.




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