Monday, January 20, 2014

This soul breathes

Strip me down 
Naked and hungry
Cold in the 
Middle of winter
Blind
In the darkest of night
Strip me down
Lonely and bleeding
Barely living
In the shadows of doubt
Strip me down
To nothing
But raw emotion
And yearning
To be held
Still the Sun 
Will rise tomorrow
To lift me up from my stillness
As long as this soul breathes
With this body
Love will keep this heart beating
And light spiraling 
Underneath my skin

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