aaahhhh

I would make so much more sense to be able to scream everything inside me out in the form of music...

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Hold her in your right hand.
And guide her safely home.
Brush away all the thorns.
Find all the stones.
You're my angel without wings.
When I was crying you never left my side.
When I was dying you never left my side.
You're always there for me.
You're my angel without wings.
You were always without wings.
Without wings.

in these times

...in these times of silence,
these times of seperation,
i find there is a void that rises up,
a peace that bridges my tears,
a comfort that no one else can offer.
so why do people run away?
why do they look elsewhere and base
their self on opinions
when the truth is so evident that this
God of love is so constant?
destruction and storms.
my Jesus stands to help.