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Remorse
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We make it
Then we have it
When remorse
Comes to play
We try to forget
Or am I just speaking for myself
As the collective we
Seeks out
The back of the church
( sneaking out the door )
In our mind
The battle never ends
Elusive to the peace
We seek
We are back to we
Indulging in temporary fixes
As eternity calls our name
The Spirits battle on
For our soules
As we still
Are stuck
With our Remorse.
Part ll
But then
Shall we blame ourselves for everything
Or can we call out
To a darkness that looms
Like a partner we didn't really want
But for some reason embraced
To the amazement
Of the chip machine
Who spews out a bounty of mishmash
In a somewhat human form.
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Unbelieving
The whole
Of the whole
We look for another hole
For we know
The War
Is coming.
KS
