Failing Marriage

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How can the absence of this band represent my life? Now it is so easy to throw Loud is each blow Somehow they are so low Now I tremble and kneel slow Somehow within it feels like a ridgid knife
I rest in darkness and despairYet dawn cuts through blackHope floods in, answer to prayerAll systems go: we seem on track
And she layed there, body nude in the night,
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