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I'm here,
Or something near...
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carrying the knife in my trembling hands.
wondering where to jab it in between my glands...
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every night I wield the knife.
every night it takes a life...
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Everything is mounting.
Everything is rising...
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You are the balm—
meant to mend...
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Beleza pura
Is the nature...
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Blessed is the one unashamed to stand for Christ.
I’m not perfect, I’ll never be...
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Though The paths all thing walk,
We are timeless, time does not tic or tok...
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No me ama mais
Porque my dear friends...
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Etched upon this soggy sleeve,
My heart unclad...
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What I got to do for my Father
To accept me...
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I am the letter that never sent..
folded with all I couldn’t say...