Dying call

Too long have I carried these weights 
My shoulders have gotten weak
Now every fibre of my heart aches
Yet my future may not be bleak 
.
Perhaps my soul is getting tired
Of these lies and fake smiles
In this century friends can be hired
Yet for you I’d walk a thousand miles 
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In time truth will be seen by love
All false prophets shall fall
For me the sun will shine bright from above 
And forever we will stand tall.