day eight

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Date: 08-01-2016

a broken kingdom

From divinity to humanity
We crumble and fall
Through sin and temptation
We let go of it all

In our race for perfection
We tear each other apart
And when seeking redemption
We hide in our hearts

For what do we owe this
Bloodshed and tears
In place of peace
We reside in our fears

A day will come
To free us from sorrow
Till then we'll pray
For the promise of tomorrow.

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