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Sep 8
I turned outside and started to the
road with glassy eyes
I saw a jackrabbit and the will-o-the-wisp
bounding away
I thought of the world left in the scraps
left by the sinners
I cried because I really thought
I would be a winner
But my worldly cries abide by my skin and
I was left behind
My screams festered in a cold Earth in
a lost redemption
I had won and I had lost everything
at the same time
The money, the "love," I loved myself and
I was left behind
I walked, I talked, and like the house on
sand I fell away
I struck the sky with my fist and thought
myself better than He
I had done the steps and angered when He
told me that wasn't what I needed
But I believe more now because now I was
left behind

The sky still blooms like an effortless
flower
The cars have stopped... it's an empty
city now
It wasn't real I tell myself but yet I
survived
And yet I survived to see a world where
I was left behind
I remember again the face in the clouds
and I cry
I will always cry and the whole world
round will weep with me
I cannot accept the fate I chose and yet
I walked here
I was warned and now I walk an aimless
thing now dull
The Fallen told me of castles and riches but
never mentioned
He never mentioned they were built on the
very sand I fell
Never spoke of the beauty that would be
stolen from me
Yet I believed his lies when the King was
telling me to turn back
...
And now I am left behind
Written by
Elisabeth Teal
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