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What of a Life In Pain
I was everything you desired me to be, wearing rags, scrubbing floors I was slowly erased, un-mothered made your whore When I look to embrace the sun I feel my eyes lower in pure light I feel my presence shunned, my steps continue to graduate to slow but moving forward I must to go if in sleep I forget to breathe? please believe I didn’t want to leave taking your faces in the palm of my hands with my feet I'm draw your image in times sands my heart once whole is an abyss of pain, I am slipping away, but with each gasp I'll try to explain, this husk made of skin, is brimming, overflowing with life’s sins You see God forgot he put me here he’s not seen me in years though his presence "I thought” was near? over and over I’ve been pervaded with pain I've raised my palms over and over again I am not done, though destiny nips at my heels, and I'll no longer be 'nothing' when in this life no forever will I feel Right now a cigarette stained moon tilts my sky, and the firmament is ripped with stars, So with this in my mind I'll end with a sigh...
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