(W)HOLE

There's a hole in my soul and a hole in my sole

It hurts when I dream and it stings when I walk

 

There's a mountain staring down at me

 

A silent letter

(doubled, sixth to the end)

Walked up to me

 

He told me he couldn't make my soul whole

But he could mend my sole

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