Endless
Grace, upon Grace
Forgetting known existence
Surrounding ourselves with what may be
Spheres of lies we fall into
Cast out among those we love
We tend to forget where we came from
We’ve forgotten the love we had at first
Asking ourselves is it our fault.
Pulsating hearts drum to the rhythm of sadden souls.
Hate, jealousy, envy is a spell that is easy to fall under
Crippled by time, torn with regret
Shes not satisfied unless you are broken.
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