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words,
that          form
sente            ­     nces,
that                       form
rope,                         which
ties                               itself
into a                            noose.
Your                         ­     words
are also                    a rope,
that saves me from
drowning.

I stumble over stones half blind,
I cannot see God's grand design;
But one day I'll have a higher view
Of all His mosiac's radiant hue**
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"Have some patience, look inside me." I said.
They won't hear our little whispers on the bed.
Sweaty palms, it's good to feel you against me.
Don't look at us now. Look at all that we could be.
Have some faith, love.
I'll be good enough, I swear.
I'm more than anger.
More than all the grief I wear.

If I could find myself I'd lose him all to you.
Bet I would break my heart if I were in your shoes.
I'll learn to love myself, but everything I do
grows dim as cigarettes when standing next to you.