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Please, Hear Me, Lord
Take my soul, for it is broken;
the heart that writes to you is crying.
Your prophet is sinking quickly,
and all i can do is watch, weeping.
This world brings misery to all,
but still life flourishes and grows.
If you will not take me away,
i shall wait until the day you come
and hope the light that's shining through
wipes the tears and brings all smiles.
And still i sit here in the dark
and wait to feel you inside and out.
Lord, please do not take far too long;
i sit, broke and blind, and cry for you.
