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A Spirit's Story

Imprisoned behind bars of deception

Fear the padlock that keeps me hidden

Creation's purpose reduced to death

From perfect peace to hell's unrest

 

The veil it separates love's true design

Two lovers once joined now confined

Grasping to take back what once was mine

O First Love ... you're my desire

 

My hand reaches past this fear I've known

Through darkness' window I feel for you

Your fragrance draws me - I can't resist

Deception revealed, I seek heaven's kiss.

 

You've laid it all down, the veil has been torn

For nothing but love such pain you have borne

Grasping to take back what one was Yours

For Your first love, the cross You endured

 

My eyes fixed on You - my life breathes for You

Sweet honey You are - You restore my soul

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Written by
laura-lynch
American
Published
Jul 4, 2012
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