sanctify Me
- Myra Mihik
- Apr 8, 2020
- 1 min read
Updated: Jun 3, 2020
God
why
is the only thing I write
golden but it seems stollen
no, I'm just being a bold man
looking for the low man
who needs a hand
I'll lend you both
so to protect your oath
do you know where I can find a boat
painting layer after layer on this trailer
waiting for a tailor-made boat for my lows
I can go and ride around till I'm found
and drop all the things holding me down
found peace find drowning
I'm lying
I've presently died
to my sight
taken from my shaken
brain tainted by games
taking place in the real thing
fame is for the lames
I'll just be trying to life change
cats take a while to tame
it's more of a relationship that judges everything you do
only remembering the bad things you do
so your cat is God
in a sad sad way, it is true
if only you knew him the way I do
you can see It's literally true
it is metaphysically me
in time we will be The
nothing but me
is this going over you head
I can keep feeding you this
but you are just going brain dead
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