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Its seven am

I wait in the street

For the still

I pray for silence

Lips pressed against my own will

To lust to live to love

In a sea of sorrow I seek forgiveness

 

I left you behind

To run against time

Rain feel in the streets

Painted eyes in lonely beats

Wrapped humanity in the sea

 

I used to trust

In the ones who claimed to be true

Loving you

Was all I knew how to do?

Between the lines

Underneath what we left behind

I will find

 

Words

I wait

For the still

I pray

For the silence

To wrap around me

To wash over me

I seek forgiveness

Here and now

I wait