God’s Soul


Written by TSP

There’s a hole in God’s soul,
And it the size of the universe.
It’s empty black and empty and there’s a lot of lack.
As he turns his back on where we
Laid our hearts,
He drifts off to dream,
Right inside of my head.
His razor sharp mind,
Always cuts me down to size,
As I realize this hole is mine.

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