Smoked out of hell
Here I am all alone,
Like an angel in hell
Here in heaven I suffocate.
It's a place where I don't belong,
Yet I prefer not to run away;
Prayers of many seem hard chains to break,
And here I go against my desires.
My will never in line with His,
Like a fish out of water often I am;
Searched for a devil around,
But then it’s the wrong place, I realize.
So, all alone I tread,
Knowing well what’s in store;
Fighting it day in n day out
Against all odds.
Yet in all the struggles
It indeed is a better place to be,
When it’s sweet smiles that reflects
On every angel that surrounds.
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