Monday, May 4, 2009

I Sense 12/24/87

Near the end
I sense my problems
I can face them if I try
I can see both
Front and back now
But my eyes are trained on you
My life has been
Nothing short of
Looking elsewhere for some help
But now I can't
Help myself again
Help me please if you will
The gift you gave me
Touched me deeply, girl
I'll use it just as much as I dare
Near the end
I sense your presence
I can face you if I try
You can see me
For who I am now
But my eyes can't face you eye to eye
I laugh it off
Nothing short of
Rudeness in the face of God
Near the end
I sense my problems
Solving them will not be hard
Coz I've got
My heart so full
Of joy that I can't lose

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