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Fear not, it's merely pain
We'll get this squared away
Just take it day by day
We'll get this squared away
Nothing remains but pain
Time ticking by, I wait
Stare out that window pane;
Mail's coming by, dear babe
Hours pass by, don't haste;
Oh, but the things I'll gain
Lost self-love to obtain
Vile hatred fade away
Truth lives so far, so faint
Waiting, just waiting for
Seventy two hours more;
Hating and hoping for
Seventy two hours more
Fear not, it's merely pain
We'll get this squared away
Just take it day by day
We'll get this squared away
Nothing remains but pain;
Oh, but you, dear, must wait;
To heathen gods I pray
Hoping and waiting for
Seventy two hours more
Hours pass by, I wait
Forcing back tears of pain;
It's only been one day
Fight shattered mind and hate;
Oh, but the things I'll gain
Nothing to feel ashamed
Sorrows all gone from rain
Hope seems so far, so faint
Waiting, just waiting for
Forty eight hours more;
Hoping and loathing for
Forty eight hours more
Fear not, it's merely pain
We'll get this squared away
Just take it day by day
We'll get this squared away
Nothing remains but pain;
Oh, but you, dear, must wait;
To heathen gods I pray
Hoping and seething for
Forty eight hours more
Days have gone by, I still wait
Suffering deep in hate;
There is too much at stake
Hoping but just in vain;
Oh, but the things I'll gain
Love for this life of pain
Body that I won't hate;
Life seems so far, so faint
Waiting, just waiting for
Twenty four hours more;
Praying and staying for
Twenty four hours more
"Sorry, but we never got the letter. Are you sure it was sent?"
"Of course I am! We've been waiting three weeks to hear back!!"
"Well I'm sorry. But we have no record for any letter of necessity."
*Phone slamming and hanging up*
She wielded strong that gun
Shot until life was gone;
Oh, how she lived in vain
Knowing nothing but pain;
Can't this just fade away?
But I cannot die this day
Don't let me die this day...
Please...
"We sent in another letter. They have seventy two hours again."
"And you're sure they got it this time?"
"Yes."
Waiting in line this time
Apart from dream of mine
People about look fine;
Phone rings midday, a sign
"Guess what is here, my dear?
"Through blizzard skies we hear
Doctors have not denied."
Hope lives and shadows die
Seventy two hours
Forty eight hours
Twenty four hours
Silence now towers
Willing more power;
Live just to see the truth
"I have something waiting for you when you get home!"
"Huh?"
"I picked it up today."
"THE TESTOSTERONE!!!!!"
Loving and living for
Infinite hours more
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A Poet's Laments
Fantasy"Set into words, truth remains the strongest weapon we have. Never lose its glorious sight." -Magnus Hjaelmar Tomasko This is a compilation of Magnus's poetry and song lyrics from throughout the years. Some with reason, some without, these are his m...
