When My Heavens Begin To FallA Poem by Paleta
When my heavens begin to fall
I need you to give me a call And even in my darkest hour I need you to give me the power As these demons try to posses me I need you to drown them into the sea As I continue to be broken down I will slowly make a sound I will carry on wounded With help towards the disputed My mind is one troubled ride So continue to be my guide And save what has been denied © 2023 Paleta |
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