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March

My feet are planted-

but not permantly.

 

Being around you-

has made me see.

 

There's a storm inside me-

wanting to let go.

 

The things you say-

but the things you show.

 

Doubt and furry come quite fast-

being with you will not last.

 

The vibe that I get from you-

doesn't make me happy, but blue.

 

Damaged and broken is where I've been-

looking for peace, going out on a limb.

 

From inside me a warm light grows-

feelling His primise, what He says shows.

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Mar 24, 2013
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