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An old saying said in a new way |
| Devil's work Constant quirk Slipping though is timely sands Ancient are the idle hands A thought that's been since time Restlessness and anxiety goes through mine Realizing seeds have to be sown Cultivatd by our very own Only to reap the suffering of past consequences Knowing eternal sentences Scars rise to the surface Reminisces from abuses of earthly sustenances Desiring of scratching at the fresh scabs Thinking it can be controlled with only earthly rehabs Key ingredient cannot be found here It can be found in a tear Shedding from long ago A sacrifice no one has topped.... |