Escaping, where to?
How to do Getting away from you The "what" you cause Experiencing less Living in the frost The ruin you bring The quiet I sing The silent ring I beg it to leave Makes me desirous to scream But still to me it clings It steals my life It stole my wife Its constant strife Will it ever go To God I've begged it to If it is, it’s moving too slow
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As the drops slide down the pain
as it flips at the end Suspended in-sane Looking through the pane Seeping souls crying reign Did it win or did it lose Still yet to know It feels rather bruised Something different to ponder Be cautious of the wander Because his heart swelled She slipped down to his well Knowing is the prophet way What they say about the one About the many who pay |