gift
The dusts of Palestine
Swirl inside my mind.
Warping my judgment it seems,
Deep and dark, part of my dreams.
Never thought I would attack,
Push on me, and I'm gonna push back.
My limits are reached, I'm at my end,
You just a joke, I know I've sinned.
I'm just a man, whose found his true love,
One holy gift, from those up above.
Some of us lucky, others not so,
Gather your things, it's time to go.
I do try to cope, It's my only hope,
If you understand, you know it's no joke.
I'll guard with my life, all that is mine,
Mess with my wife, just a matter of time.
2007-08-15
08:17:57
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