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Hope escapes The hurting soul The blocking gate Reveals the toll Pockets empty And cannot pass The view ahead A looking glass Words fall short Actions numb His creation stained One more succumbs. Efforts fail Plans aborted Purpose lost Faults assorted Angels watch Intent applauded The world destroys More hearts defrauded Time rushes past Expectations gone Temptation laughs The world moves on Confusion looms Anger passes Now stand alone Among the masses Undeserving On bended knee Beg for guidance To honor Thee Give in to Glory Hand over doubt Release control Straighten out. Still at the gate With pockets bare When time is right He pays the fare. (Otherwise, you both wait there.)
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Oct 4, 2011
Oct 4, 2011 at 10:34 PM UTC
The toll.
Hope escapes The hurting soul The blocking gate Reveals the toll Pockets empty And cannot pass The view ahead A looking glass Words fall short Actions numb His creation stained One more succumbs. Efforts fail Plans aborted Purpose lost Faults assorted Angels watch Intent applauded The world destroys More hearts defrauded Time rushes past Expectations gone Temptation laughs The world moves on Confusion looms Anger passes Now stand alone Among the masses Undeserving On bended knee Beg for guidance To honor Thee Give in to Glory Hand over doubt Release control Straighten out. Still at the gate With pockets bare When time is right He pays the fare. (Otherwise, you both wait there.)
Copyright Lori Jean Vance 10.04.2011
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Oct 4, 2011
Oct 4, 2011 at 10:34 PM UTC
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