What I cannot live without
In this sea of sand I stand
with one precious thing in my hand
without it I could not go on
for I would fall into the beyond
Some call it th most powerful force
Others call it the source of remorse
It is therer yet you cannot see it
There would be no life without it
When we do not have it we go insain
we only see pain
With it gone are heart turns black
and guilt goes on to attack
What I hold is nothing
Not a morsel of anything
For all that can drag me down has been taken away
Forgiveness is what I cannot live without I say
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