Friday, August 10, 2007

State of Grace

You are losing friends
living as the means to an end
come close
i will love you where you hurt the most
love you in all my splendour
offer absolution through holy ghosts
say after me: "i surrender"

the world is left in ashes
force one tear passed your eyelashes
and i will save your soul
weep for me and i will rescue you whole
save for that unwashable human stain
which will in leaded blood remain

but i am you and You set free
will You spare some absolution for me?

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