Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Clean

he wispers in my ear
as the tears cascade
it will never be clear
why there is so much pain

i know my past is dark
and love doesnt seem real
but there is hope for the heart
we will soon see and feel..

the presence of peace
that answers our plea
come comfort to me
make me new and clean

Just when it seems like
im going to break
he takes my hand and
offers strength.
Let him be everything
and you'll finally see
what it means to live free

i know my future looks bright
but i get caught in the past,
in the brokeness of night.
i want to live, not simply last

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