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I’m swallowing this sadness
Licking the sweat off these bitter lips
I’m drowning in this crass-ness
Unsure of what’s next
I’m blinded by life
I’m struggling to see
I’m holding on to whatever
Seems closets to me
I’m digging in deeper
Plowing heels into dirt
Trying to stay upright
Just to avoid the hurt
So desperate to hold on
To whatever seems right
Life is just a mere eidolon
But it’s worth the fight
Just to give up
It would be so easy to go
Not sure if ill stick around
For the end of the show
I’m swallowing this sadness
Liking the sweat off these bitter lips
I’m drowning in this crass-ness
Unsure of what’s next
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Come follow me
and you will see
how we can be
free.
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If you look to God,
you might see,
there’s a plan for you
and a plan for me.
but for me and you
and you and me
who does he want?
what can we be?
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What’s the deal
with how you feel
For those who can’t see
below the knee
Finding something
which I’ve found
buried deep beneath the ground
So come alive
and don’t be dead
Find the notion
Within your head.
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If you see me,
crying in the dark
don’t ask me where I’m from,
don’t ask me where I’ve been,
Just let me in.
If you see me,
begging on my knees
yelling “please, God, please”
with no answers to my pleas,
Just let me in.
Everyone has
some troubles in life.
Everyone has
some grief and strife.
Sometimes we need
a helping hand,
to bring us up
and help us stand.
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Nobody seems to care for
What cannot be Seen
But when I look into the Mirror,
I don’t only see Me and
It cannot be Clearer
that I am but a function of We.
No one can Decieve
Nor make me Believe
that my Mind is a Sieve
To make me Live as a Piece
of this Hideous machine
That turns it’s Insidious,
Vacant Engines
with it’s Darkly
Suicidal Intentions,
think not of those
Who Find others to Blame
but Seek the depraved
and Lose my own Name to
Leave the whole World
Decaying in Shame
and look up to the Stars
and Beyond the Tame
Cities broken Boondox
Terrestrial shattered
Civilized Paradox
The Things I See when the Lights go Out
Fascinatingly, Terrifying
It doesn’t matter, shut them Out
These ghosts in my Head
That I cannot get out
Titanic Mistakes which
I did make
and though my Life is Not empty
It’s still far from Full
Those who are Forgotten
my Soul still does Pull
closer ever to my Heart
Which is not One
But billions tied
To All who suffer and
All those who Cry
And When my Eyes are shut
I Still can see
The Victims right
In front of me
Those who are blind
and Narrow in Mind
never think to care
For whats Righteous or Fair
And if you’ve been to the bottom
Can you comprehend what’s on top?
Dark, red Blood on
a Long, cold Blade
and All of the Ghosts
Suddenly
Fade
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When the result is Success,
How can I be Wrong,
And How can there be Progress
If we Never change the Song?
How can Someone See
If their Eyes are Halfway shut,
And How can something Be
If it’s throat is Always Cut?
What makes Good,
And What makes Bad,
If Holy-men Killed, would
Criminals be Sad?
If there were no Bloodshed
Then Nations could Not Rise,
And How could Trees Grow
If Nothing ever Dies?
Lubricity and Deviance
Metastasize like a Cancer,
A Mournful,
Blissful Grievance
Smiling with
the Answer
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