As I lay here, your memories tear through my mind
I pray to you, to take me out of this world....
Here trust being betrayed, for few gains
Here heart thrown to the ground,
Love forgotten, in chasing ambition
The head stays down, as if in shame
There is no more innocence,
I have, as well, been tainted....
Oh! take me out, take me out
My saviour where are you,
Am still waiting in the hope,
Some day I shall have your grace....
1 comment:
hmm...
the rhyming world sees some lines that do not rhyme...
maybe the taint does that to you...
but then maybe the taint that has so very much effected you, as evident from your neat expression, is at a superficial level.. something that can be and will be washed in matter of no time...
Gud luck buddy
keep writing!
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