Blood runs thick
in my veins,
I am restless – I
am in pain.
I want to run but
there´s nowhere to go,
I long to be calm,
to be found – let go.
Its not my battle
not my fate
Lead me out, lead
me to the gate.
Nothings wrong –
all is right,
But I hate – I
curse – out of spite.
Stuck, hopelessly
wondering this dusty place
Restoring my faithlessness
in human race.
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