Rain falls while thunder crashes
Flames burn into ahes
Seas rise soon to fall
As this is simpy nature's call
As pain cause us to cry
Tears running will soon dry
Our bodies stiffin soon to cease
As if suffering a terminal disease
Our lives are full of loss and love
As wrong as a captured dove
Unable to fly free
We are trapped within thee
We hide our pain deep within
Buried to be forgotten like a deadly sin
We hope to be one day forgiven
By this crazed world we are forced to live in
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