I whish I could be like the Giant
Yet I lack the love to be Submissive
Seeking my heart I Grow Defiant
But his tender heart will always be Permissive
I stand ugly searching to Qualify
My screams are louder but your call is Softer
My soul you take and begin to Mollify
My search fades at your Altar
The star drags the sheep too Deep
The star opens doors to a mansion of Delusion
The star will lie until his tongue goes Dry
The star is looking to insert me in the Dirt
To the sky I raise my eyes in Hope
I stare ahead awaiting His Response
Let's see how many days I can Cope
Until then in my solitude I will remain Ensconce
Seraph Trend

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