I ll Come
But life is shiny, sparkling new.
My wound still hurts, right where you stabbed me,
And in the end I'll come to you.
I'll come, profound and full of wisdom,
And my request for you remains -
Unbind me, save me, give me freedom
Of treacherous and heavy chains.
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