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Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Canon 31


I mourn lesser over the years
yet he may hear over my prayers
nothing is permanent it seems
and deemed to be uncrashable

So does the lover’s speech
of the world ends but not their faith
I doubted and coalesced quick 
most of them are terribly sick

They tell me what is fault
and what is right I asked
something odd to define
where the shades of grey lie

Deepest part of darkness sight
you could see my fears are boiling up
I just want it like before
smashing dancing laughing with dope
acknowledge me if you could

They then tell me try to be faithful
but I ain’t trying any
it is faithful
and thus it will be


They then tell me to fight
but against what may you say
to the very last day
none stands longer than earth does





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