Now I lay myself down to sleep,
another normal day with no memories to save or keep,
if I should die today or another,
it won't be significant enough for the lord or news to cover
I am a magician, but have yet to preform a miracle,
gave the blind a third eye by accident, wasn't being cynical,
always trying to do good but not completely free of sin,
began to walk on water but then I fell in
So if I'm ever the cause for alarm or fright,
no prayer needed for such a normal life,
no messiah here, so stay calm,
wasn't immaculate, just born without a mom
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- Published: May 9th, 2022 15:32
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