like a snowy slush
flood them over the dam
churn them up
like an upset stomach
trying to escape
shake me up
my hands are shaking
from the old confusion i've come to know
change the feelings
toward one or the other
and feel the epic guilt
fix the broken
things that are deep
buried beneath the oceans
dive down deep
and dig them
dig up the doubts i keep
take them ashore
and hide them away
don't let me see where they are
for if i notice
where the sand has been disturbed
i'll dig till death for my doubting heart.
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