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Feb 2013
I notice there's some pain in me
Maybe I use it to elevate
My mind and ideas, it seems
It holds me down
If this is your decree
Just make some sound
Heal me
With your hands
And with all of your heart
Or most, if you can
I don't pretend to deserve saviour
But oh, would I adore it
Your voice, with words like Heyward
Would you want to, if you could
Save me, that is
Do you believe in better good
Or am I lost like ashes
To ashes and then I fall
My future
My fate
Rests with you
This one's not very good either! xD
Michael Pick
Written by
Michael Pick  Canada
(Canada)   
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