Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Sarah
She took us to the dark
To nurse our inner child
And running scared
The children fled
The forest deep and wild.
I am not afraid of the nightmare
It’s our imagination
Running here and everywhere
We stand tall together and how
We fall, we shall never know
In evergreen shadows
Playing tricks on our minds
The world became
A silent reign
The harmony of the blind.
And we beheld mysteries
So wonderfully ferocious
They tingled through our senses
And beat us senseless
We stand tall together and if
We fall, at least now we know
I'm bad at vulnerability I like to tie off places Where mess might hide Might wander in to introduce themself Until I'm all kn...
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Are the bandaid To staunch The bleeding heart.
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Late It's practically done, more or less Plus or minus it's my best Effort if you squint and side-eye It. I'm sure it will get b...
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How many Reformed people does it take to change a light bulb? CHANGE!?! Begone heretic!
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