Forgive Me

by Aage Crow   Jan 5, 2008


Forgive me for the things I seek
My fingers are numb and my soul is weak
Its so hard to keep on going
When all I do is keep on falling
Forget the past, future and present
All this blood shed is so pleasant
Why can't we all see things this way
A perfect world we want to stay
But we grow old and lose our senses
Time spans out and then it tenses
Chained down by society
Crying out in ignorant plea
F**k your world and all its grieving
Packing my bags then I'll be leaving
Off to find better worlds
Into the abyss that forever swirls

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