Just another day... That I feel like I'm dying... Not even crying--- It's somehow MORE than that. More than just tears... A "sickness" from years Of things that have plagued me... "All things", that have made me... A "someone", a "no-one" Who might GOD may just save me? But never that matter... Blood and guts they will splatter-- For that's what we're made of... Blood and guts with a shade of Mysterious forces.... White Godly horses... Flying about... So the "writers" did shout! "God is nigh!" "God is nigh!" But I just don't beleive it... I just don't believe.... So I accept my reprieve.... I accept my reprieve For in MAN...I do not believe.....Birth sign: Pisces
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