Stu Harley 12h

if
love is
a battlefield
i
want
to
dry her lonely tears

Stu Harley 12h

lord
when
my casket
is
full of
baby blue roses
the
flowers
i
shall not
touch nor smell

Stu Harley 12h

let
your heart
burst wide open
like a blue
robin's egg
when
joy comes
in
the morning

Stu Harley 12h

let
faith
hang
her
green lantern
inside of me
to
find
the
cracks
beneath the soul

Stu Harley 13h

i
let
the wind
wrap itself
around
my
temple soul

Stu Harley 13h

bolts of lightning
punched
out
holes
through
tearful clouds of
cadet gray sky

lord
thy soul
on
this journey
a blacksmith
in
faith

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