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A Sense of Missing
A will for freedom
Shattered dreams lay broken across the muddy fields
The sky rumbling with the deeping claps of thunder
No longer floating across the sky on a summer breeze
Thrown aside by the world in its rush for personel greatness
So called personel greatness to become another personel hell
You leave me scattered
No longer floating in the wind
Sinking into the depths
The burden of keeping one sane
To fight for others to save them from fears and phantoms
But to leave myself open to my own
I knew a soul whom did the same
Trust and understanding sent her way
But all is too late she is already gone
Like her I am stuck no longer floating on the summer breeze
No longer enjoying the soft touch of the moonlit sky
Suffering under the phantoms
Having to contend with those whom are bred to supress
Is there no escape from this forsaken world
Is there no goddess or begin in the clouds to take us away
An angel of Havok...Redemption
Oh how she keeps me afloat
Stoppign me from going under
Redemption the saviour of Sacrifice
Two angels in the forsaken world
She is the one whom keeps me strong
The one who has stopped me from going the path of another
I remember the other in my own way
Through these words and thoughts
I thank thee Redemption for keeping me from Tayla path
And Tayla I miss you so
I hope you are free of worry and woe whereever you may be
