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When the darkness speaks
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Crying out When the darkness speaks in time of trial
I feel like I'm fading and there is no tomorrow.
When the darkness speaks I travel alone,
so far deep down in a tunnel running away
from darkness, sorrow drips from my heart,
to hear me crying out is like a echo that leads
to a fountain of deep despair,
When the darkness speaks the sun goes low
like a black hole so far down that I can't find my
way out.
When the darkness speaks life seems long
so long and so wide that my freedom seems
to be taken in a flash, so my heart weeps for you
Lord,to set me free from the pain inside,
To keep your light bright so I can see
you holding your hand out to pull me from
the darkness deep inside.
Written by:©Betty Bolden
1-13-05
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