you say i look like gold.

i will try. and be.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

i was half dead

and you would know the sound of praise. when i came and took your place. the burning starts this troubled laugh. with all your sins inside your lap. never take my look again. your faults at stake. im loosing wind. my open mind with sold out prayers. this lie of time. stole our treasures.
looking there what i see is falling angels come to me. stop and gaze for one more chance. try to steal this empty hand. diamonds float above your eyes. rain falls in the night. bought my soul for one more price. statues stare and you and i.

i swear you can trust me

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