by silver cloud   Jul 5, 2021

I am sorry ' for what i can't change
too lonely to rearrange the cursed pages
only GOD knows how this smile is made
I am the one to blame , judge my well '
before it kills
O' lord save me from self
free me of my blues and stain
I haven't blinked an since days
my turbid consciousness must be drain


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