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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Hear my wretched cries and heal my crooked lullabies Hear my sighs and be rid of the aftermath of your lies Heal me, Lord, and put the anxieties at ease Have no fear and shed no tear before the blessed breeze Blows and blows and blows to and fro The sun glows and glows and glows its afterglow The radiance of our hearts are breaking apart at the seams We need deliverance and a mending for our broken dreams We are tearing apart at the seams once more The aftermath of your lies, lies, lies are forevermore And it bites me like a serpent of the deep darkness It strikes me like vigorous lightning thunder…the wilderness is where I wander I wonder if I’ll get through this wanderlust abyss The aftermath of your lies, lies, lies are all wretched farewells, broken asunder We are tearing apart at the seams and we are extremely forlorn The aftermath of your lies, lies, lies — we will endure till we’re torn Apart…apart…apart by your death toll… Take heart…take heart of our tattered soul… Hoverplanes in the skyline are diving downwards now Another trial-whelmed pain left us in pieces and chains somehow Feel me through the darkness and free me from the aftermath of your lies Conceal the negativity inside and mend my broken pride with hopeful highs As the sorrowful hollowness deep inside grows and grows and grows The moon and stars, they shine mightily like Jackal and Hyde Silent wars has begun in our hearts of heavy stone and no one knows We are torn at the seams and we are sharing our broken dreams like the love of a groom and a bride We are tearing apart at the seams once more The aftermath of your lies, lies, lies are forevermore And it bites me like a serpent of the deep darkness It strikes me like vigorous lightning thunder…the wilderness is where I wander I wonder if I’ll get through this wanderlust abyss The aftermath of your lies, lies, lies are all wretched farewells, broken asunder We are tearing apart at the seams and we are extremely forlorn The aftermath of your lies, lies, lies — we will endure till we’re torn Apart…apart…apart by your death toll Take heart…take heart of our shattered soul… Wish you well as you and I dwell in your cheerful cell of tranquility But, the aftermath of your lies, lies, lies reduced me to sorrow deep down within Your presence embraces my shameful soul and acts as a remedy But, the aftermath of your lies, lies, lies seduced me like my one and only sin, my one and only sin We are tearing apart at the seams once more The aftermath of your lies, lies, lies are forevermore And it bites me like a serpent of the deep shore It strikes me like vigorous lightning thunder to the core… I wonder if I’ll get through this wanderlust abyss… We are grieving in hopelessness and distress The aftermath of your lies, lies, lies Are all wretched farewells, broken asunder like our wretched cries We are tearing apart at the seams and we are extremely forlorn The aftermath of your lies, lies, lies — we will endure till we’re torn Apart…apart…apart by your goodbyes… Take heart…take heart of our lullabies… The aftermath of your lies, lies, lies are but scars to our hearts of fearlessness The aftermath of your lies, lies, lies are all rivers and rubble of my feet down under The aftermath of your lies, lies, lies will eventually give in to God’s truthfulness The aftermath of our lullabies and our farewells dwell in the fiery pit unlike any other
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