Saint-like


 

The things I don’t deserve laugh at me,

Circling round close.

They have to teach me a lesson.

If I act ungrateful,

Will they go away?

Or maybe if I just

Scream, it will all work out.

But all along the rights

Of those around me linger,

Real and present.

But without them I would be lost.

What if everything just stopped,

And I saw heaven?

What would it change?

A life that saw heaven, without heaven…

It will never happen anyway.

 

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