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Aug 21
This is the time of war, a battle within,
And I'm in at the end, where shadows begin.
The longest death of my life,
A sorrow denied will a sorrow grow

Paradise of wealth, built on the poor
Short times sail, love displaced for sure.
In chaos, where sad hours seem long,
Grief hits hard, the soul gives a song.

Exhale, it's all going to be okay,
Just not sure when, in this disarray.
No coming home, darkest when alone,
Floats on the surface, overthrown.

Displaced love, restless, untamed,
Drown the voices in rivers of fire, unnamed.
The clocks have stopped, signal of loss,
Quick sand drowns, the unprepared cost.

If time was a drug, overdose to heal,
Collateral beauty in the pain we feel.
Make the world spin the other way?
Turn today into yesterday.

Stand fast and hold firm,
With your absence, I am alone.
In this new landscape where shadows play
We carve our names as time slips away
Gregg
Written by
Gregg  Burnley
(Burnley)   
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