It’s core deep

Why is there dough

In my mind, Will I ever

Trust again in mankind,

To sit and wonder why

Then to turn a blind eye,

Why do I believe they are lie’s

Will I let my heart fly,

To sore up high and let go

Of that unknown that runs

Down deep to the core

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