Friday, August 21, 2009

Poetry

Show yourself, show yourself to me
Can you find us a way out of this place please
Take the stand
Take the stand and read
I would have you read the world to me

Why do you wait on the outside and hide from the fire tonight
The deeper you burn on the inside the harder I'm ready to fight
Tell me I'm holding your hand right to bring you back into the light
And this will be just like the first time


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