After a long day,
I sit and pray.
I try to delay,
What I have to say,
I try to muster might.
With dwindling delight,
And fantastic fright.
I see luminous light.
For once the fear passes,
I see through my glasses.
That though fear amasses,
In the end it collapses.
Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 2:11 PM UTC
After a long day,
I sit and pray.
I try to delay,
What I have to say,
I try to muster might.
With dwindling delight,
And fantastic fright.
I see luminous light.
For once the fear passes,
I see through my glasses.
That though fear amasses,
In the end it collapses.
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