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Feb. 16th, 2011|06:12 pm |
Esmu palicis par vienu no tiem pimpjiem, kas klausās vienu un to pašu nedēļu no vietas. Fakts
So, I prayed...
But you weren't listening.
Making miracles?
So, I begged...
But you were far away.
Saving souls perhaps?
So, I screamed...
But she was very small
And you have worlds to mend.
So, she died...
And you were glorious.
But you were somewhere else.
If you are my shepherd
Then I'm lost and no one can find me.
If you are my saviour
Then I'm dead and no one can help me.
If you are my glory
Then I'm sick and no one can cure me.
If you light my darkness
Then I'm blind and no one can see me.
If you are my father
Then love lies abandoned and bleeding.
If you are my comfort
Then nightmares are real and deceiving.
If you are my answer
Then I must have asked the wrong question.
I'd spit on your heaven
If I could find one to believe in. |
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