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May 2015
this song will be
on YouTube next month

locks of flesh
and bars of bone
in these bodies we're alone

holding on for all we're worth
in this prison made of earth

why is it that we so love
this foolish thing that's just a glove?

why is it that we despise
the spirit in us that is wise?

we fight and clamour for this cell
trapped inside a
wishing well

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we wish for wealth we can abuse
having jewelry, clothes and shoes

we wish for mansions,
yachts and things
we wish to fly, but don't have wings

we flip through magazines and books
how we envy other's looks!

tho they're beautiful and bold
the eyes are windows of the soul

look inside, it's just a shell
just another
wishing well

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Jesus looks upon the heart
the spirit in us has a part

is Bible reading in your plan?
do you feed your Spirit Man?

do you have a nagging fear?
do you listen with your ears?

or do you try to just dispell
the angst inside the
wishing well

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you disregard the hole inside
and all it is is foolish pride

we don't know, we disagree
we may have eyes but cannot see

we may have "fun" but it's an act
we're just deceived, and that's a fact

those who are blind will find it's hell
down inside the

WISHING WELL**


soulsurvivor
written 2009
rewrite 5/20/2015
I've rewritten this a bit as I don't
have the original poem at hand

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SøułSurvivør
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SøułSurvivør
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