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20h
There’s no grace here
Just unfulfilled dreams
and missed chances

Please don’t try and crow bar
Another happy ending
Another mirage, not oasis
Into an
impossible escape

Lest I project another goddess
As her holiness
Onto my surrounding

High above
On a mountain
Somewhere out of reach

As I beacon her
With Gods above
I hear the sound of trumpets playing
Doorway to heaven

And angels by her side
But I just see brutal strangers
**** her from behind

It's not just another
Netflix disappointing
It's my devastation

As I have waited
My whole life
By this bus stop
In the rain

Hoping it’s just late
But really
I know
It’s not coming

Because there’s really
No grace here
Written by
Adam Childs  Lyme Regis
(Lyme Regis)   
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