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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It makes me think how pathetic I really am I can’t even remove myself from this bed I remember how I use to watch the twilight paint the sky up red Now I know I shouldn’t have swallowed everything I was fed But I was just to naive to conceive where this path really led And with so many men heaven must be full as well as hell So I hope there is still room in the middle I’ll wait here and twiddle my thumbs And listen to the pitter-patter of rain as if it were tapping on drums I’ll be singing until my lungs are sore Baby soon I’ll be hanging on heavens door Until that day I’ll walk this maze which is the second floor On late nights I drive down to the cathedral Sitting in my car aligned with my favorite star I observe through the rear vew mirror to see what I saw Some call it a hall of worship others the home of God I’ll admit I use to curse it but now I just study in all Brawling with my own thoughts Conjuring up some bravery I stumble into the hall of worship And while kneeling one knee I start raising my voice to heaven Calling upon the creator of me I call upon thee I ask when did love come with a fee I am just a human being and I’m just trying to be human I drink I sleep, I weep, I keep a porch light on So if my savior fails to reach me by dusk hopefully she’ll reach me by dawn Today people speak of Scientology But I shall not put my faith in scheming men Nor shall I put my faith in priest do not believe in what they preach Yet I do believe in a place we all strive to reach So please don’t preach nor teach of absent gods Even in all my salvation I’m phasing through each day I look at life like it’s a book I’ve already finished So I’ve put it on the shelf knowing how it ends gives me no help Like a dog being beaten by his so called master I yelp in pain Please God make this life move a little faster Save me before I go completely insane Now I know I’ve been a bastard Like an old rusty caster on a mining cart I just squeak on by I shake my head and think this just wasn’t I had in mind
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