It crept upon me quick as light,
The doubt of everything,
The discrepancy between day and night,
The no forgiveness for living,
A grin and bear it,
I’m gonna swear it,
Give it a fit,
Then forget it.
Heaven is certain,
As we are in it now,
Hell is for rent,
I said it out loud.
To sit here and judge,
Or make mistakes,
With holding a grudge,
Against the fakes.
Perceptive reality,
Normal conformity,
Of what used to be,
The hero in me…………………..
FTBAS 10.3.11
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