Friday, November 30, 2018

2.2402 : 11/30/11 : Psalm 102 (Stricken - Seventeen Nights 12/17)

My heart is stricken
and withered like grass
I try to roll through it
with a little class
where is Zion Zion now
who could get called chosen
and though the dates keep changing
every asset's frozen
and nothing will
endure but you
but can you really understand
what you put us through?
everyone's stricken
withered in the end
and who will stand for us
oh who shall we send?

what

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