THE SEARCH


Sometimes you have to look without

To slide within.

To see some place

That has never seen sin.

To paint those pictures

That you see as scriptures.

To drag ones soul

From the bottomless hole.

To see clear and wide

To look on life,

From a different side.

Forget the pain

It’s just like rain,

It comes and goes

And like television shows.

It only lasts into the past.

So with arms open wide

I climb aboard for the magic ride

And I will wait and see

What the future will be.

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