What Beholds
I prayed for you
now what to do
i lay my eyes
and rest my mind
i count the sheep
remembering
the days I've lived
those sails have shipped
move on to whats better
he opened my message
to heal a soul
gods not to question
days have moved on
now gods what i question
to die alone
or to be told
by myself
I'm scared at home
no place to run
no where to go
when i die
what beholds
I'm scared as hell
truth be told
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