Let It Pass
Afriika, Age 14, Canada

What things this world can bring
The trees and the birds are so free
I'm flying high on these angel wings
Open my heart and let me see

But darkness just beyond the horizon
Creeping in like like a blanket of dreams
And its greedy look feasts its eyes upon
The dark abyss of sorrows and screams

So melt the clocks and stop the time
It's only me, my notebook and my rhyme
Bring me the sun to keep me warm
I'll stay here and wait out the storm.

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