Friday, September 3, 2010


Empty words, broken promises.

Build a fortress, to cover my imperfections
Sell my life, to a worthless deal.
Live a life not a life worth living.
Cares of the day feels me up.
I'm sick and tired of this run.
I found a Saviour, and now i'm sold.
To His centre and His peak.

remind me of who i am in Your eyes.


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