Friday, July 22, 2011

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Your Adore

  • Friday, July 22, 2011
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  • In the stillness of the moment
    all the fear of everything arises
    This pain the heart seeks to adore
    even while my entire being is dieing

    It all begins...
    to stir in my lids
    my hearts worth dwells in my eyes
    sliding down my cheek

    To heal is to ask the question
    direct them from the heart
    seek to sense an answer
    Fail my wits here
    because...........
    In the core of all pain is a fake identity
    and all is need to mend this heart is your adore

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