Deep Dark BlueI spoke to my Father the other day. We spoke of concern for you. I asked Him why you seemed to be Composed of deep, dark, blue.Deep Dark Blue
We talked awhile about your smile that never seems to be there anymore. About your days where the rays of sunshine never made it through.
I asked what happened to you.
He told me: "She doesn't see her as I see her. She lets the lies take hold of her. She thinks she gets what she deserves. She forgets I took that burden from her long ago.
Please let her know how I feel... and that I miss her..."
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I'm Back Again, for the first time...
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under the under.. and far beyond
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AMAZE
I know
Not these my hands
And yet I think there was
A woman like me once had hands
Like these.
~ Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914)
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In His light, I became broken.
My heart, it sheds slivered pieces of my past.
I reach as a child.
I am His child...
I stand before His light.
~ Eva O ~
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under the under.. and far beyond
<><><>
AMAZE
I know
Not these my hands
And yet I think there was
A woman like me once had hands
Like these.
~ Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914)
<><><>
--
In His light, I became broken.
My heart, it sheds slivered pieces of my past.
I reach as a child.
I am His child...
I stand before His light.
~ Eva O ~
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