My sixth sense says...
- “Do what you want”
God will forgive our sins,
Since we won’t.
There’s nothing left to explain -
It’s as plain as daylight -
Why extend this pain,
Leave it by the wayside.
Don’t think of it twice.
It’s wise to walk away certain.
It was all rather nice,
It’s becoming a burden
To carry (nothing inside)
All of it on our shoulders
While pretending to glide,
With the weight of a boulder.
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