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Tuesday, November 02, 2004
bridegroom
she waits
while the door slams
in her face
you can
see where she's been
but where will she go?
so strong and powerful
straight and narrow
few will care to listen
few have cared to see
even less will know
the Truth
"it will work
out in it's own time"
she has said
"trust that
i am the only one
that tells where i'll go"
will i see?
can i take it?
will i listen?
can i take it?
will i know?
can i take it?
will i live?
can you take it?
¶
10:33 PM
poetry, song, and simple words that may never make it off of the writers page and into the world
where you came from
(or are going)
kindred fall
twelve pearly gates
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