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Soul Wake
Poised I listen for the thunder
as the winds will rise asunder
in my heart the storm beats steady
whips around me, the violent eddy
blindly, I watch the souls blunder
These dark thoughts, icy fingers plunder
into the abyss I wish I could slip under
every muscle tensed and ready
listen for the thunder
Into the shadows I surrender
there temptations so sweet and tender
densely the static air begins to grow heavy
and my soul begins to feel unsteady
quaking I give myself up to the sender
listen for the thunder
10:45 AM - 2/23/2008 -
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