Grace Under Pressure
In places like this ugliness can creep in,eating away at your soul.
Just how far are you willing to go, said the man whom hides behind the mask
so what exactly is the question you came here to ask.
I have met people with funny ideas and they call it salvation
More then one path reach the same destination
I am not the type to speak in quotations, so will someone please tell me serenity"s exact location.
When did grace stop feeling the pressure.
Was it before, or after her dignity got carried away on a stretcher.
Now she runs so fast there is no way i"ll ever catch her.
So i"m destined to wonder around in dark lonely places.
Letting ugliness back in dragging old skeletons out of my closet all over again.
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