Coping With Faith
by
J L
Now all seems worthless,
Chasing after the wind.
Pursuit of all things
Lands nothing.
Effort never seems good enough,
Prizes lack satisfaction.
All that's longed for,
All that's Loved,
Remains distant, afar.
Why long, why Love?
When their targets
May always be missed?
Chasing after the wind.
Pursuit of all things
Lands nothing.
Effort never seems good enough,
Prizes lack satisfaction.
All that's longed for,
All that's Loved,
Remains distant, afar.
Why long, why Love?
When their targets
May always be missed?
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Nice
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Thats life for sure.
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