Looking for the little words
to say how big my love for you
has nurtured its way to what it is now.
We have grown so close that
I've now managed to feel your pain in my heart.
I've managed to dry you tears from my eyes,
drag your burden on my shoulder along the
filth dusty road we call life.
And I know the thorny sensation that
spikes into your head with much remorselessness
will soon end.
"If Christ bled for us, then why is she bleeding too?"
"Father, why have you forsaken thee?"
"Open my eyes wider for me to see,
is your message personal?"
"Am I the one to stay and suffer,
Or the one to wipe her blood away?"
Description:Of no conscience
Sunday, November 23, 2008
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Posted by the great, Daniel H. Schluckebier at 8:41 PM 2 comments
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- Daniel H. Schluckebier
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