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 Lapse from Grace



 This unfair fate of ours

Bitter wind twists our stars

 
I hate what you've done--

Trampled every graced I offered

(just another secret you can't tell yourself)

 

A clock that won't chime

Silently marking time

 

Forced to see the wreckage

By your need to tell the truth--

Brutal

As birth

Certain

As grief at the grave

 

This unfair fate of ours

Bitter wind twists our stars

 

Time leads

To a fatal conclusion

For us all….

 

(from Chanteuse)
2007/Sept. 2011



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