Through streams of madness we hold on Laying in our barren desert being strong The tear we shed fills the great river A soft voice but loud as we quiver
Tucked away with doors locked closed Afraid of a darken world no one chose Hiding the forbidden fruit given by God Waiting for silence our innocence robbed
Is this our city do we fight our own Can we be together where no ones alone Breaking this course that spoils our young Our old strengthened with a spiritual song
But there is good news, best of the day A white horse and seven angels pathing the way We shout no more frowns, sorrow and sadness People lets wake up from this madness.
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My Pillar You are my pillar of hope, My darling you captor my soul, like a powerful tornado sweeping through a apple orchard leaving me stripped of my fruit, then giving me the sweetness from your heart surrendering me to your luscious core of innocence, and I grow from the seeds spreading love to the fields of apple blossoms, waiting for your return to reek havoc over me again and again.......
Thanks again and again Larry D. Spencer
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