Jericho

I must be Jericho Because you have circled me and my walls are crumbling Waiting to be pillaged, broken, and burned alive Waiting to be left behind Running scared It's about time, isn't it? The last time I came this close to love my heart mutinied Though something keeps telling me this might be different …

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Father

You're a good father And you are my father A perfect father Yet I find ways to forget I run from you Making mistakes Because I want to Because I know I'm not perfect And I find ways to prove it Why would anyone look up to me? Finding reasons not to forgive myself Even …

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