Despirited
what's the point of searching for innocence
in a world where innocence is dead
all that's left is hungers
all that's left is to be fed
I tried to keep the angels but they fled
tragedies, they leave you despirited
and I can't hold on to the holy
in a world of imprisonment
my soul is not free
I can't be what I want to be
I abandon the sacred
and bathe in dirt
and feel more at home on this earth
maybe I should knock on another door
having no fear means having no soul
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"...in the frozen night I prayed, for a touch of warmth so long delayed...
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