Monday, November 24, 2014

Lakes of Fire

come to me with your weary bones
come to me in your sweet silence
come to me with all your wounds

you'll find me non reactive to your moods

come to me and lay down your head
come to me, don't leave, stay instead
come to me, honey don't hold back

you'll find this time I've let down the traps I had set

for you I have walked through lakes of fire
& I am ready to concede to the power of this




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