Dissapear
There's a moth on my window sill
And it came to die alone
Through the pain of the pouring rain
I gaze into the storm
And I imagine I'm the son of a man
Who will hold me close and near
With these bruises on my face I cry
While I pray to disappear
When the weeping willow tree sways from the breeze
I float away
To the end of the world, to the moon, to the stars
To the heavens where I'm safe
I'm a child, not a prey, I'm an angel, enslaved
I'm a life, I'm a world, I'm a rose, with the waste
Wake me up, let me live, let me breathe,
Give me love, give me soul, give me guidance, give me peace
Copyright © Donovan Olson | Year Posted 2016
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