The Afterglow by Deserters
You know that you�re just a product of the afterglow.
It�s the same every
time. I look to you, when things aren�t right. You said
you�d save me, but
you won�t catch me praying. I scoff at souls on bended
knees, like they�re
all so fucking weak. Take the coppers from my eyes and
leave me, staring
at the sky. With hands outstretched, I hope for nothing
less, but I see
every breath and I know that every prayer is wasted on
a name that�s
faceless. Dear God, I�ve been waiting for so long, but
I just couldn�t
wait another day to see your face� so perfect, so
nothing and so nowhere
to be fucking found. As far as I can see, he�s nowhere
to be found. I�ve
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