Escaping this grasp

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Whisper wars haunting my dreams
The oil spilled over a fairy tale
The scriptures are lost in this flood
Surviving this grip
lost in the eye of the storm
Surrounded by destruction
Grasp the rope dropped at my feet
or fight through the storm
Risk it all
everything I know
for what i believe
Blood drips like tears at my feet
They beg me to come back to earth
I've been goon for to long
Hidden from truths
Captivated by this
This fear of the inevitable





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