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| hanks for all the joy and laughter | ||
| o sorry for all the pain and sorrow | ||
| earing your voice lifted my spirits | ||
| minous clouds rained on your parade | ||
| ffections whispered filled my need | ||
| creaming silence deafened us | ||
| uzzled security from my shoulder | ||
| ceans of tears you cried alone | ||
| isses full of magical passion | ||
| age against myself harming you | ||
| our body locked in my embrace | ||
| esistance to error correction | ||
| ur souls drawing close together | ||
| oung hearts violently broken | ||
| nder it all was...love. | ||
| o you remember me? Of course, | ||
| verything gets trapped in your head. | ||
| re the thoughts now docile and tame, | ||
| efined from a seething sea? | ||
| or you, is your path any clearer, | ||
| nshrouded by the veil of Time? | ||
| olls paid by strife, passage assured, | ||
| nafraid of the twists and turns, | ||
| elying on an inner peace I lack, | ||
| ndless joys spread before you. | ||
| hall I be found, burried deep in you, | ||
| choes of a time before aged wisdom, | ||
| ingering to remind, or is it you, | ||
| ound in my hopes, tears and dreams? | ||
| areful what you wish for, | ||
| r you may some day receive it. | ||
| nconditional love is dangerously powerful. | ||
| ife gains colors, right before my eyes; | ||
| eath gains new sting, separation. | ||
| ut that could never be, not for me. | ||
| vil tendancies preclude magnanimous grace. | ||
| et grace continues to gain limitless strength, | ||
| n heart's door it pounds, never to be invited in... | ||
| nless, already I know thee? | ||
| o one likes a quitter, | ||
| nly losers quit. | ||
| ature abhors a vacuum... | ||
| vil assumes many forms. | ||
| ear is the mind killer, | ||
| ld habits die hard, | ||
| eality bites. | ||
| ears go by... | ||
| ut of the blue, | ||
| pside the head with a 2x4. | ||
| y mind is flawed, aren't we all? | ||
| rrors crop up in abundance... | ||
| omething beautiful is unearthed, intricate, precious...fragile | ||
| omehow it gets damaged, dropped, thrown, or simply squeezed to death. | ||
| verything splendid entrances me, I chase it with abandon, but once I catch it... | ||
| on't touch it, you'll break it...perfect is too intimidating... | ||
| nderstanding this scares me, I'll never hold something perfect for long | ||
| erhaps something tried & true, weather worn, battered by the elements...something better. | ||
| stand in awe, gazing outward... | ||
| ever have I seen anything so amazing, so beautiful... | ||
| loating before me, suspended by a masterful design | ||
| s the scope of a lifetime, myriads of strands. | ||
| on compos mentis silently calls to me, so many choices, | ||
| ntoning a frightening cacophony from the syllables of life. | ||
| o chose from this tree of glittering lines boggles me, | ||
| et there is hope, borne upon angel's wings, heralded by a child's ringing laughter on a cold Bethlehem morn. | ||
| hile I stand here, befuddled, confused, chained by my temporal existance | ||
| nother looks on...smiling...at me, and this sylvan network of a future. | ||
| n a word I've never heard, much a kin to the sound of a lover's heart, | ||
| here it comes, pulled from its brethren, carried on a breath from God... | ||
| plendorous beyond my wildest dreams, the plan I can never behold. | ||
| sigh cannot contain this feeling | ||
| ament seems too short a description | ||
| ld is this pain | ||
| ever diminishing in severity | ||
| ver fresh in my heart | ||
| ndulgence in self-pity helps none | ||
| egligence of emotions is ineffective | ||
| gony raises its silent howl | ||
| ursing fate gains me nothing | ||
| aging against the machine gets me crushed | ||
| ptions are broadly few | ||
| inning does not appear to be one of them | ||
| elightment flits about me on gossamer wings of whim | ||
| onder has lifted my eyes, but | ||
| dolatry followed quickly thereafter | ||
| ike turned to more, more than fondness | ||
| ust raced in on its heels | ||
| dle fancies become daydreams, then desires | ||
| nightly virtues struggle to retain control | ||
| either can suffer the other | ||
| vert carnality wrestles virtuous purity | ||
| ildfire corruption burns white to charred black | ||
| oathing grows within me | ||
| cher flames lick at my soul | ||
| irtual sample of what I deserve | ||
| vasion of grace freely given | ||
| nternal battle rages hotter than ever | ||
| eelings of disgust, filth, for even thinking | ||
| ntrusive images cover my eyelids | ||
| entacles of perversion cling to my mind | ||
| aution swings in as a defense | ||
| ceans of thoughts swarm in my head | ||
| erciful forgetfulness isn't found in a wall stud | ||
| xercise energizes my body, gives my mind free reign | ||
| leep is fitfull and hard-found | ||
| reedom from my thoughts cannot be found | ||
| riginally pure ideals, written in stone, are wearing | ||
| eading them before was hard enough, but blurred? | ||
| iraculous love would be all I'd see, what else could love | ||
| bon-hearted me, with a mind to match? | ||
| eavy burdens press down on me | ||
| riginally they were only memories | ||
| icked deeds and thoughts | ||
| ravings I chose to endulge | ||
| nger I allowed to lash out | ||
| othing can excuse my actions | ||
| et, you still speak to me | ||
| ffering sympathy, understanding, forgiveness | ||
| nlike anyone else, it truely seems you love me | ||
| onliness frightens me | ||
| ne person seems so small, so weak | ||
| ariance in the world keeps me confused | ||
| veryone searches for my hiden motives | ||
| oving is so dangerous in a changing world, yet | ||
| very time I fall, you're there to lift me up | ||
| ongings tug at my heart and mind | ||
| ntertwined in mortal combat, thoughts battle for my attention | ||
| indness seems always accompanied with a catch | ||
| fforts on my part to do what's right fail, repeatedly | ||
| houghts comandeer my will, and again I fall | ||
| oly fingers, clean and pure, daub the blood from my brow | ||
| nterfearing thoughts are squashed as I find the look in your eyes | ||
| hining at me, far brighter than all the stars, Infinity, and the love it holds for me | ||
| ellow stars swirl in their cellestial courses | ||
| ranges hang from their life-supplying branches | ||
| ltra-violet rays trigger melanin production | ||
| aws traced by Newton continue to hold true | ||
| rbits of sun, moon, and earth stick tightly to your plan | ||
| iolets bloom in the season you chose for them | ||
| ggs are laid, grow, and hatch, just as you've prepared | ||
| olecules are attracted, repelled, and bond according to your design | ||
| bbing tides follow your schedule, world wide | ||
| uman beings rule the earth, blessed to be in your image | ||
| rdinary people are exaulted before men, by thy choice and power | ||
| omen are blessed with the love that grows in them along with their child | ||
| en take heart when they hear of the Paradise on the other side of death | ||
| nwholesome thoughts tremble and flee from your presence | ||
| ounting all these to your glory, more glorious still remains | ||
| eaven you left, humbled as a man, you died to reclaim my soul | ||
| ove's greatest expression was stretched on a tree, under God's curse | ||
| nly the death of a perfect man could buy the rights to my soul | ||
| everence was what you deserved, but man caused you grief instead | ||
| ying infinate deaths, you showed your infinate love...for all of us | ||
rained ears... Delighting in the whisper of the Lord. Straining to hear a child's cry. Willing to hear both problems and solutions. | ||
heart that breaks... Painfully aware of Christ's love. Easily moved to care. Not afraid to get "too involved." | ||
esiliant spine... Rigid to stand when the lines are drawn. Flexable enough to brush off being wronged. Polished to a pure white, ground with truth. | ||
entle hands of love... Soft enough to cradle a bruised heart. Large enough to enclose a scared child's hand. Small enough to tremble with anticipation. | ||
yes to see... Not as the world sees, Nor as I see myself, But as God sees. | ||
ongue to speak... Truthfully admitting reality, To warn as I slide, To encourage when I fall. | ||
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