Deserving Undeserved
this soul i don't deserve
i stomp it through the ground
take this chain and practice your latest studies on the effects of flagellation
when it is to late to mend a broken heart, regret is life acid in the eye of your life
my chapped lips prevent me from speaking clearly
my cracked asking keeps me from freely moving
this conscience i won't preserve
i toss it in the blackest water i wait for it to drown
eventually i go on with life finding the seat still warm where you found me
when i sit in it to reclaim and recall, suddenly Somebody does the job for me....
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