Saturday, August 13, 2005
My faith is strong
My faith is strong and you needed proof. I shrug. Remembering how I lived without a roof - to protect myself from the likes of you. I swayed nude and I invited you in while you kept your cloak on. I shivered in the cold water, swam as fast as I could. You leaned against the tree. I came out. You stood against the night. You drowned. Hardly dead, hardly free. I’m a lot stronger than you are. I will bare it all. I will stand exposed to the wind, to the elements and the sweeping wave of your...
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