the thoughts that enter my head,
so they can't invade and take over,
as soon as I crawl into bed.
The idea that one can put an end
to being sorrowful, sad and blue,
as easily as inventing a pleasure,
is a wilde thought but true.
so if I manage to life this burden,
that I carry through this life,
my slumber will be undisturbed,
because your face won't cause me strife
so eyes up and palms down,
at the beginning of each new day,
I'll be the ruler of my kingdom
and Sin won't have the last say.
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