12.08.2002

Whispers in the Dark

Making whispers in the dark.
Leaving hurt without a mark.
By the limp in your smile
I see;
your heart still aches to be.

In the love that drew you near,
hidden beneath the threat and fear.

The world you hope to build;
will fall to dust as dreams are killed.

Seek the ring that holds your fate;
don't despair as you create.

Know that you are ever great;
justice true will compensate for the
ill and awkward state that hinders
all that you'd demonstrate.

Live the life that
draws your love.

Faith throughout in
the Lord above.



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