Thursday, August 20, 2015

Sanding Still in a Wild Storm
8/21/2015

Free me from this dying land
Deal my hate with a fatal hand
Evil wanes when love is cured
Fear to leave this wretched world
Lost my love with reason to live
And how ardently I prayed to forgive
Lost this world that gives reason to try
Lost and broken and bleeding am I

I am standing still in a wild storm
My body is broken, torn is my mind
Leave me not blind, lost in this lie

Give me no further reason to die

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