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Instinctively

Let go of my hand

Standing on the edge

With no where to go

Suffering

Broken

Neurotic

Hiding behind the walls

In my mind

Crippled without

Knowledge

Fear is my crutch

Hey .. you holy men

Can you save me

With your words

And the blood of martyrs?

Disturbing thoughts

Held together without hope

The words of redemption

Preached by greed

Let go of my hand

I cannot lead

When blind

Corrupted

Where is your saviour?

Standing on the edge

Of insanity

Held together

By serenity