My face is stained
The tears are like the river after a flood
I have no where to go there is no peace
So I go down
I feel your pain
I hear you as your voice echoes my anger
Can you forgive the thoughts you foster
Will they be adopted by another
I must go down
I will go down to the river
I made with your pain
I will stand at the river and wash it all away
Watch as it travels
I follow along it's banks
For I must go down
Down I will lie as I remove the robe of sorrow you have left
They too must take the river's course
And when they are gone
I will arise from the down
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