when frightened by change
serenity clings to my sleep
and wonders remain
their world will inherit its meek
and wickeds the taste
you feel when the mysteries arise
ive fallen from grace
because of her treacherous eyes
you dont know
so alone
im coming home
and beautys disdain
attends to these virtuous lies
she tries to restrain
the ardent and amorous eyes
and wickeds the taste
you feel when mysteries arise
ive fallen from grace
because of her treacherous eyes
you dont know
so alone
Im coming home
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