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Hold Fast


I just saw it again.

surely it know's im right here, right there

I feel the wind, or is it the breath?

too scared to look and face death

 

passing right through my soul

corners of my eyes searching home

this cannot be, I'm losing hope

this cannot be, I'm on a slope

 

anxiety grips me and my stomach knots

society ships me and my fear of cops

am I losing it or is this my new reality?

who is choosing this and where's my mortality?

 

this figure, it's on the prowl

it's pacing from stern, to bow

I can't keep it in the back of my mind

an internal mutiny just right behind

 

panic in my heart of hearts

you can say I've lost my part

been here before, face it down

slay the demon, place your crown

 

bury them again, in the ground

very dead my friend, hear no sound

light the way with your heart

sight returning, create your art

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