dedicated to the service
he lived and died for us
to see we are not but
what we can touch
is only an illusion
clues in deep movements
of our selves and what fails
nothing is finally held
you might know it as insanity
you might no it as hell
I hold it when you fell
can you taste the smell
when you are here with me
be cause
I can not see the
heartbeat
does this mean it exists
only by means, we exist
walking on lines you
don't see with your eyes
can you dig it
because I love him
deeper than any other
for he is only a reflection of christ
can you not see it in their eyes
their beautiful design
the pain took your pride
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