When He said all was beautiful
On that seventh resting day
I wonder if he realized
The price He’d left to pay
I have to question, if even then
If he knew that we would bleed
If he knew that love would kill us
Or if he really didn’t see
My conscience cried, I felt the pain
When creation was complete
Because I knew back then, that when it ends
I would still be left, deplete
But he did not hear our reason
He turned from all our pleas
And so now we find that for all our time
We never find release
Call me jaded, I will not hide
That my world has lost its light
For what I felt destroyed me
And I sit in shredded night
Im losing all that was myself
Becoming more irate
The weary creature ive become
Is the product of my hate
The end of all things beautiful
Is all that waits for me
And the love that left me helpless
Keeps my devastation free
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