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Time doesn’t heal the wounded
Some wounds are beyond repair
By pain I remain surrounded
But I grew too old to care

This curse will forever last
And Hardship won’t come to pass
Tomorrow is of the past
The future is gone, alas

I say please stop jiving
To you can be healed
In pain since arriving
Until your book is sealed

No White flags up
And the siege remains
Life will only stop
When I am shackled in chains

No more chains I can carry
I’ve lived on bended knees
But if the pain will stop then hurry
Lay more chains please

Take all what you desire and see
Poke these eyes all three
Rip these wings too as a fee
As long as you set me free
and I pray the life after
Will be of happiness and laughter
©FAT 2015