Wednesday, 18 November 2020

Sal

You wonder why I pray, with kids like these, they'd make you use cocaine, run a bath with foam, won’t live by your creed, my loving isn't done, I hold your face, forget to say please, see horizons in the rain, the wind and holy stones, will help with our needs, assist the journey home, fire us through dreary days, make our troubles ease, withstand the fray, forget the lonesome tones, now we’re suddenly free, and alone, remember the crazes, our trips to the beach, a scrimped for praise, our dancing sea ?

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