Eyes On Me
I have fallen from grace
And the devil has its eyes on me
I'm left with a life to chase
And a death to only be
Time... my time however short
Can be however long on basis prior
An escape never wanting to be caught
An entrapment with freedoms in dire
As I climb in fear and disregard
I am secured insecurely within
An enriching life abound a lonesome heart
I'm getting richer and poorer it seems
Only a man I am with a few words
And a man I'm lesser without them
Everyday with only whispers heard
And yesterdays without an end
I have my eyes on the devil
To not yet have fallen from grace
I am a human on a ghostly level
With a death considering to chase
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