A Dieing Breath
Drowning in my sorrow, the pain I can not withstand
Time they say is borrowed, for death I do not understand
Render repentance for my sins, make good on promises said
Purity of the heart, now prepare my final bed
The beast within cannot be tamed, it's consumed me as a whole
Its venom spreading through my veins, God please help me,
Lay mercy on my soul
Copyright © Kenn Hubbs | Year Posted 2010
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