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Lacking

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There is a feeling
Lacking
Sometimes I remember it
Or the closest I ever got
It was humbling
And forgiving
It took my pain
It melted it away
But always
Always
The closer I got 
The harder I fell
But in falling I learned a strength 
I never knew I had
You take all the pain
You take all the hate 
And you build a foundation
Secure
Impenetrable
And then find a new love
In loneliness
In isolation
You find it in the bottom of a bottle
At the last drag of a cigarette
When the sin takes hold
And you have nothing held dear
There, I am content
There, I am free
There, no one can hurt me

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