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The Wise


The Wise

 

Don't tell me that you understand,

I know you've never felt this bad,

the last prayer I ever said I asked to die,

I crossed my heart and closed my eyes,

love is fake and God is a lie,

 

My heart is drowning in my tears,

Iv'e delt with this for four years,

I'd kill myself if I thought it would help,

don't preach to me because iv'e been to hell,

I know what it takes to survive,

Iv'e lived the stories,

I told the lies,

iv'e seen demons that hell creates,

the awful people they can make,

 

Well, I guess i'm one of them,

but arn't we all?,

the difference between you and I,

I understand what it meens to fall,

 

Don't comfort me with lies of hope,

shove this bible further down my throat,

if heaven is real i'm not going,

no one wise will be showing,

So, keep your faith if you can,

but don't dare say you understand 

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