I see the calm sky growing dim
And sense your presence near this place
I can feel you breathing somewhere within
If I could only see your face
From bitter walls and heartless bars
I make my plea to God and saints
It's not my heart that left the scars
But my corrupted mind that taints
Feb 6, 2013
Feb 6, 2013 at 1:45 AM UTC
I see the calm sky growing dim
And sense your presence near this place
I can feel you breathing somewhere within
If I could only see your face
From bitter walls and heartless bars
I make my plea to God and saints
It's not my heart that left the scars
But my corrupted mind that taints
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