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It's that moment so pivitol, so unforgivable, but I can't change it, so just hold me in the storm.
It breaks on that clear December morn
I am no longer an innocent child unborn
Though never before was such a morn torn
To jump the cliff or hover stock stiff
Though I am an honest bunch, my thoughts I find divided
Lies collide and now I fall, naked mind unsheltered
For the world to see, collect, dissect
Right or wrong, I have no answer
To the childish questions seeking unhindered revelation
Just hold without that elation and evasion
Tonight we ride out the storm |