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MISERY

as the rope slips through my hands all I can see
beneath the falling leaves
is a crowd clothed in black and misery

for all that remains is a body in a box
and memories in our hearts

and it hurts to see the bereaved
oh it hurts to be the bereaved

I am wondering how overwhelmed your eyes
are staring at what you see right now?

How humbly you fall to your knees
as you see the one who made you
as you see the one who saved you
face to face

all you can see beneath these growing trees
is the king clothed in light and love

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