JJ-stache

As If it was true

as if it was spoken too.

To swear, to bow

and to be an ode to you.

I prayed my prayers

To my saviour in miscue.

Lost in my words

and forgiven in my heart.

The only one thing

that could keep me true.

OH ‘tears of the sky,

wherefore do I seek for my heir.

As If it was my affair with

the pain I felt in every tear.

Hidden under my realm

I felt aware of my prayer.

Lost and mistaken

as if it was written in the air.

Therefore,

the night beholds my tranquillity

as I have lost my endless capability.

shivering thoughts linger around my mind,

Oh please,

forgive me for this endless formidability.

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