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Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Take Shape.

My mind runs itself into knots
People don't mind by the light of the moon
They hide away like I will be soon
The days tell lies as time goes by

I don't have anything to say
You wrap your arms around me
As if to say it's okay
Your words they don't make sense

It's time to go you whisper
If you're to leave and I'm to stay
Who's to say you and I will be okay
I turn to swirls and question marks

Don't tell me a lie if you can't sing
Those words you shake, I can't see
If you're talking with crayons and
Acting in paint, color my life with vibrancy

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I sing well, as maybe you'd heard.
You have, and that's a fact.
JSYK No tengo los numeros.
∴ No puedo texto.

Congrats though. I'm sure you'll succeed.
May the rest of them treat you better than I.

One day I pray it will all make sense. Just remember that He loves you, died for you, and wants to have a relationship with you. Sinners we are, and we must accept His gift of salvation.

May the best of yesterday be the worst of tomorrow.
JBY.