Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Full Moon

Remember when you were strong
Unashamed of His love;
When passion ran through like fire?
Your heart sank
Into the ashes
Waves are ebbing
The moon is waning

No one loves me
Inspires me
Impresses me
They way you used to
All that is left are ashes
Waves are ebbing
The moon is waning

The lowest reached
Sand is sifting
You can be remarkable
Dig
Ashes to ashes
Let the waves crash
And the moon be full

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