Why?
It's not fair.
I know you care.
Set her free, let her go.
Her body throbs and aches, I know you know the feeling
She cant concentrate, her brain starts to quake, her mind is reeling.
What are you preparing her for?
Why must must she go through this mess, that somehow you've blessed, show her an answer.
Relieve all the weight,
Dull pain, words of hate, stress heavy like boulders.
Refrain from this toil and remove it 'fore it settles upon her shoulders.
She can't take much more.
Something's gonna give.
Something's gonna give.
Something's gonna give.
Already given her all, her body is sprawled, broken she yearns for your touch.
Battered and worn, stressed till she's torn, when it's gonna stop, how much is too much?
Set.
Her.
Free.
We beg of you, our hearts go out, full of the tugging of compassion, enough is enough.
Fill her up. You have all she needs, so why isn't her peace coming now?
Answer her calls, her voice echoes, hollow sound.
Cast down a ray of peace.
Shout "Lament no more!" in triumph over evil holds.
The shattered frame held up by you is strongest.
Praise be as you heal the broken!
I really love this. A lot.
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