Friday, October 16, 2009

how fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes,
i struggle to find the truth in your lies.

and now my heart stumbles on things i dont know-
my weakness i feel i must finally show.
lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all,
but lend me your heart and i'll just let it fall.
lend me your eyes, i can change what you see.
but your soul you must keep totally free.

awake my soul, awake my soul,
for you were made to meet your maker.

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