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I Can Take It
In comes flying, these sands of time
Will you reap these bounties?
The sand grinds my lungs
Sanding me down to nothings
But my whittled and frailed bones
A strength that seems hard to bear
Yet harder to give away
Will you know the struggles?
I can feel your presence
Guiding me into destruction
My only words?
Bring it on!
Will you reap these bounties?
The sand grinds my lungs
Sanding me down to nothings
But my whittled and frailed bones
A strength that seems hard to bear
Yet harder to give away
Will you know the struggles?
I can feel your presence
Guiding me into destruction
My only words?
Bring it on!
Published 9th Jun 2011
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