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Ropes of Sand

I dug for myself a deep dark hole
In a dry and barren land
The only tools that I now hold
Are these fickle ropes of sand
I need something to hold on to
If someone could just lend a hand
But Im all alone
Far from home
So i'll have to do what I can
But still these ropes wont hold me
They crumble in my grasp
The devil mocks my every attempt
Sand demons jeer and laugh
My only escape from this dreadful place
Is with solid ropes of faith
And with my faith waxed strong at last
ill find my way back to the path
Written by RavenofSorrow
Published | Edited 24th May 2013
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