Tuesday, September 26, 2006
PRAYER AT HEAVEN'S DOOR
My hands are not clean And my heart is not far behind Both, alike, were stained Branded through my choices; Memories which won’t let me sleep at night I have done some good, But have also wronged a plenty. Courageous enough through convictions But a coward to know the difference And this is why I am...
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