For Me Lord

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Stretched lifted up sacrifice
to appease with all an ease
that you don’t think about it,
simple things they do please.

A thought a cry to observe,
I’m okay and thank you Sir.
Dear Lord I am content fed
lies here I did not deserve.

The world is broken bear,
the world it does not care
where you are in its sphere
the world turns as we stare.

Action is easy and I fear all
human nature is capable of.
So I sit or walk and mingle
amongst people full of love.

I don’t translate mechanics
of a broken mind on paper.
I feel the world gravitate pain
and write some words later.

Here dear sky you’re so clear
you remind me of great space
that exists above me in here
when tears fall from my face.

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