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Sweetheart standing by the pleading post

I've come to salvage whats left of us

If anything at all

The sting of heartache pierces our eyes

All too painful for a promise of prosperity

Yet you'll see how the cogs makes us tick



I'm watching and waiting

Dancing away the happiness that set us free

Sipping on the elixer that mends wounds

Belligerence begone

And cry for you, because theres nothing left



Well now I see

Whats meant to be

A past thats so muddled and distorted

Blurry flurries of pieces that once held us

Already broken and severed

Laughing profusely

I'll seek my own enlightenment



Trying to right the wrong, to plead for innoncence

I'm not a judge, but a messenger

To speak the words of wisdom

From a higher being

Demanding presidence on the forsaken



Tipping and balancing the menace

I'll grow beyond this fortress of bullshit

Ascending for a higher meaning

Watching the barren lands below

Escaping the grandeur of false promises

A purpose for a higher avatar

a request

To dance back into the lives

Of those that left us all