Something of a Triumph

All my sins say
They love Jesus
Outstretched hands to
Place the pieces

Therapy to
Gauge the fever
There's a madman
In my mirror

Teeth keep falling
Out of my head
Break apart and
Land in my bed

Hold your tongue you
Little devil
Silence is a
Perfect angel

I find it something trying to forgive
So petrified of dying
We don't ever start to live
It's something of a triumph to be brave
Aspirations from the cradle
We take with us to our graves

Life is fair with
Pretty habits
Flower flourish
From the granite

Every minute
Rests on paper
Every moment
Turns to vapor

I find it something trying to forgive
So petrified of dying
We don't ever start to live
It's something of a triumph to be brave
Aspirations from the cradle
We take with us to our graves



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