the son of god touched my heart
and the pain i felt made me cry
juggling all possibilities
i have no idea why
too many things that passed
have lit a fire in my eyes
the need for your presense
keep my eyes up to the skies
the skin that i tore as a child
is the skin i live with now
empty words that have been said
much more than i would allow
my grandfather once told me
that i would grow to be a fine man
for him to kiss his grandchildren
that was our own little plan
it snowed when i visited my grandfather
as he rested on a grassy plain
to have him just for another day
i would give all the blood in my veins
i am older but nothing is clear
as i stand alone in this massive world
i hope to be strong one day
enough to walk away from it all
the son of god will touch my heart
wherever i choose to go
once the pain ceases to persist
there i will make my home
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Sunday, November 25, 2012
these things i adore
this grassy hill where i once laid
my shadow clung onto the ground
happy to know i was never afraid
there was not a single sound
to the very top where i once climbed
smelling the foliage all the while
happy to know i had all the time
i have the greatest smile
such a pretty place that i once knew
that settled my trembling heart
all i need..through and through
let us never be apart
my shadow clung onto the ground
happy to know i was never afraid
there was not a single sound
to the very top where i once climbed
smelling the foliage all the while
happy to know i had all the time
i have the greatest smile
such a pretty place that i once knew
that settled my trembling heart
all i need..through and through
let us never be apart
Sunday, November 11, 2012
blessed soul
i heard that the roof of your heart
is where all the angels take flight
it is so beautiful i heard them say
their eyes so pure and white
they say you have no idea
the beauties that come from you
and that every single doubt you have
makes it that much more true
i don't know if they are right
because my eyes are black
but now i pray all the time
waiting for an answer back
is where all the angels take flight
it is so beautiful i heard them say
their eyes so pure and white
they say you have no idea
the beauties that come from you
and that every single doubt you have
makes it that much more true
i don't know if they are right
because my eyes are black
but now i pray all the time
waiting for an answer back
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