Mud from My Heart
Desire said he was my friend
Trust had two faces Faith was all I had back thenCause luck had better places Patience was my Phoenix It burned then rose from ashesAnger was my only kindness But even it took new passage Fear always had its holdBut I never did quite own mePain was quiet, I knew she was there But that's one thing you don't know of me Put these things together Make mud of my broke heartWash it clean and make me newI have a brand new start
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Me
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