Myself cut loose
Still stand by the noose
Cause everyone else is
Deadening my senses
I’ve been saved from execution
I hold the problem’s solution
It’s time to cut down my friends
Instead I’m into the trend of watching wood bend!
Please rescuer
Give me some nectar
I need strength to go on
Wanna move before dawn
I’m getting scared
I hope I’m prepared
God help me take courage
Leap of faith off my ledge
Please help them see
The knife to free
They can be free
You can use me
Blind Poet/Inked Fingers
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