As I sit here, I hear his call.
I begin to fear,
I begin to fall.
Then i close my eyes and i hear no more.
Marks and scars are across my face.
Slow and painful is your pace.
Soon I shall leave you without a trace,
soon you will never see my face.
On that day I will rest my case.
Now I rest on deaths door.
I now know there is no more.
I will be able to love,
able to fly.
Now all I have is my souls core.
Now all I see that all you did was lie.
But now I am able to fly.
And I will see you no more.
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