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I work all day, to have bread on the table
Evening comes, there is no bread to show
The next day I woke up, I don't want to work
Day comes, then night, the same cycle.
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The scarlet cloak, the dripping springs
He has to put on a veil
But... plain or flaural?
He can't find closure.
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Tell me about your despair
And I will tell you mine
Stuck like a survivor
In the debris of a fallen building
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Your stature, like the palm, pleasing to the eye
Like jewels, the work of a Craftsman's hand
Your name fills my atmosphere
And echoes on the highlands of my heart
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Society: Men! Express your emotions and feelings
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Man: I am so depressed
Society: Oh, get over yourself
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'It is okay, ' I tell myself
For a moment, I think that's true
But, wait, it ain't
It is all a lie.
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Hope In Terror
I work all day, to have bread on the table
Evening comes, there is no bread to show
The next day I woke up, I don't want to work
Day comes, then night, the same cycle.
Well, I brace myself and start all over again
But the cycle, like a horrific shadow, follows on
Loud and loud I shout, 'Stop! '
But then it gets faster, nearer
Oh! The dreadful shadow has no ears.
The dread curves me out like soft squash
My will to face it stares moresely down
Just as my heart holds paralyzed over the void
Suddenly I am reminded of the 'Good Book'
Where does my help come from?
It comes from the Lord, my Maker
He reminds me how the episodes pass
I do not know how they do
All I know is they always come and pass
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