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If the sight of you causes me death, let it be. What more shall ever I plea? Oh dear God, please oh please, show me your face. Proven you are, near and far: more than enough. Save that I can't bear to see nothing but dirt again again again. So much of nothing to see. Show me truth, beautifully. Show yourself, For being is beautiful. The shadows of things I see: They are shadows of shadows to thee. My dear love may you be ever more in my mind as my love. Christ, I beg, set me and me free to see. to see to see to see the wonderful beautiful terrible beauty you and I and all in we are. The world is not but nothingness; may it pass on all the sooner. May man who rules the pile dirt; may he slaughter himself in his vanity. I don't care, I don't care, I don't dare. for mankind is insanity. It is truth we cannot find; we are limited so by our minds. But oh how true in the light that you and I and all in we are in your heart forever eternally. Let it be.
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Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 1:13 PM UTC
I Am Finnished
If the sight of you causes me death, let it be. What more shall ever I plea? Oh dear God, please oh please, show me your face. Proven you are, near and far: more than enough. Save that I can't bear to see nothing but dirt again again again. So much of nothing to see. Show me truth, beautifully. Show yourself, For being is beautiful. The shadows of things I see: They are shadows of shadows to thee. My dear love may you be ever more in my mind as my love. Christ, I beg, set me and me free to see. to see to see to see the wonderful beautiful terrible beauty you and I and all in we are. The world is not but nothingness; may it pass on all the sooner. May man who rules the pile dirt; may he slaughter himself in his vanity. I don't care, I don't care, I don't dare. for mankind is insanity. It is truth we cannot find; we are limited so by our minds. But oh how true in the light that you and I and all in we are in your heart forever eternally. Let it be.
There have been a few moments in my life that he showed me such beauty I'd think to myself "I don't even care, this is more than enough. Just take me now." This one I was probably trembling and singing when I wrote it.
asa-d-bruss
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Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 1:13 PM UTC
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