Entrapment
by Christopher
Hopelessly bound
unfettered
by the chains of love's grip
- greatest gift,
fate's cruelest curse.
Wherefore do I weep
at knowing the joy,
the warmth,
at feeling the peace,
the fire.
Wherefore do I weep
unable to complete ,
to be,
unknown the kiss,
the flames.
Wherefore do I weep
at loving not living
seeing not touching
breathing not sharing
holding not loving?
All,
because I, The Fool,
am no more?
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Try to just keep moving on
With my broken heart and my absent God
And I have no faith but it's all I want
To be loved, and believe
In my soul, in my soul
With my broken heart and my absent God
And I have no faith but it's all I want
To be loved, and believe
In my soul, in my soul
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