| God whispers in my ear Do you believe in me yet? I shake my head forgetfully, Doubting that we've ever met. He tells me to turn over, Instead I fake a left, No matter what my choices, Stained with regret.
He tells me everything will be fine, so I ask him to fill in the last line God laughs, life is serpentine |
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| Serenade me slowly as I sigh Into a dreamless horizon. Ease my raging impatience as I find some things never change. Here I am, reaching out for things i was made to throw a way . |
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| I begin to stumble, as I fall. |
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| Glorified silences leave considerations to date Amplified de-emphasis to Cautiously mate |
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| Fluttering photographic memories Delete spaces between times of pleasure essence tainted will and logic redefined. |
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