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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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