In every awakening a disappointment
In every word a dagger
A new day a new wound
My heart aches from all the unnecessary punctures
My soul cries out, can You mend my broken heart?
I am certain You see my pain,
And are eager to heal my broken dreams
But the wait is so long to bear
Please carry me until this war is over.
In every word a dagger
A new day a new wound
My heart aches from all the unnecessary punctures
My soul cries out, can You mend my broken heart?
I am certain You see my pain,
And are eager to heal my broken dreams
But the wait is so long to bear
Please carry me until this war is over.
By Luciana 05/02/07 08:31
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