On this paper, this line
This world that I live in
Did you create, or is it mine?
I May or May not be
he says, I think
I might just be a voice, an illusion lead
You might all be just accidents
If truth be said
You eat some pride
with love, some sympathy
to live, a few lies of trust
I guess, just because you must
Will you go away then, please
I ask, in some teardrops red
And he says 'I can't'
for I live in your head
What If I clear them , then
trade faith, for some mind
and a new heart
to do what I do
I see him smile, he says
'then God save you
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