In the place of the lowest
My form through deceit and falling
I falter and claim dying sanctuary
Light, light my way
Lead me to the heart of thee
Claim my soul
Call my entire being yours
Lead me to rest
The world is antagonizing
Scathing and dead
An apathetic existence
Be thy solace
Friday, June 15, 2012
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