No sound in me. No rain in me. A desert when you're not with me. . There is no air. It is not fair. A heaven without stairs. . Sunk to hope,. Breathless words,.
(I'm thirsty - And weary from the heat. As the Sands rinse the hands of time. I will suck the venom from your wound. If you will do the same and suck from mine,).
This can't be so all over. An end of my time I wasted. So much of my mind is racing. To the point of no return. . Drown my sorrows flood my soul. By tomorrow I'll be cold.
All I need to know is that I think. You are finally aware. All I need to know is that my feet are finally in the air. And we will walk together. We will walk together.
Rich Mullins. We didn't know what love was 'til He came. And He gave love a face and He gave love a name. And He gave love away like the sky gives the rain and sun.
A.B.C.D.E.F.G Get the fuck away from me. London Bridges, Simon Says. Punch you in the fucking head. . Now go to hell, Here's your invitation. Quiet in the house, we need silence..
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In this world it feels like I just dont belong. I walk the beat to my own drum and. I sing a different song. . I used to live like everybody told me, I tried to just fit in.