Written By:   Lucas Sims

 

Is this that?
Could that possibly be this?
Which side of the track did my heart miss?
I pray and I pray and even more I pray,
begging you not to let me go a stray.
My heart though,
it is filled to the brink.
No liquid can over fill it,
no travesty can provide it malignant.
An echo, in the seam of time
as a breeze of passion floats in this rhyme.
I say but one thing, unto you.
Accept Him, and start new.
 
 
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