And here I stand again
On the rocks, at the end
Maybe of my final battle
Maybe I can begin to settle
Down, I sit and gaze onto the open ocean
I have to fight these feelings, as it is my only option
Upon which I now ponder
In wonder if it is right
So take me up and out of here
This place where I stock all my fears
Take me up and out of here
To a place I'll call my home
And here I sit again
In the presence of my only sanctuary
The blank page in front of me
Harbors the potential of my only thought
Up, I stand into the moonlight
And look upon my new found home
Upon now which I claim my refuge
And stay while waiting for the truth
Just take me up and out of here
I'm growing sick of this same routine
Take me up and out of here
And into a battle I shall call my home
For years now this sanctuary has been my escape
For me, this world, has helped to shape the
Shards of missing scenes which now
I've come to find I never lost.
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