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Mar 2015
Time,
Do you think me a fool?

You've healed me many times
But I see the knife you hide behind my back

When you teach me a lesson
You leave a scar

When you grant me hope
You set it on the edge of a downhill *****

Both womb and grave, who are you really?

Maybe,
You are the one-way corner that never ends

Maybe,
You are the bringer of both trust and despair

What I do know is this,
You unfold like an illusion
One I cannot see up ahead

I only glimpse you in my rear-view mirror
Sometimes as could-have-been's and regret

I paint myself onto your canvas
A story of victory and defeat

What choice do I have?

Even kings bow to your might
Only you can bring about
The tides, darkness, and the light

As you whisper softly in my ear
"Come see what happens..."
I wonder
Is it you, or my senses
That are playing tricks on me?

This I say to you,
Now that my blood debt has been paid in full:

Though I will always miss you
And want to keep you around
I will never again take you for granted

So go ahead,
I'm ready

I don't need your mercy

Come get me!
Written by
Ambient Destruction  Denmark
(Denmark)   
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