i lay my faith
on nothing
but an empty sheet
of sacred paper
and i found
my self scattered
on the floor
but it doesn't matter
when all
that you see
is an ocean of sin
it will never get better
so i close my arms
hoping
that i could see you rise
from the nether
Oct 23, 2016
Oct 23, 2016 at 9:13 PM UTC
i lay my faith
on nothing
but an empty sheet
of sacred paper
and i found
my self scattered
on the floor
but it doesn't matter
when all
that you see
is an ocean of sin
it will never get better
so i close my arms
hoping
that i could see you rise
from the nether
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