Music: Blue Scholars
I think I left it somewhere near
Open those blinds, it's just too dark in here
Find my faith
I think I tore it up somewhere back there
Open those windows, it's been too long since I've had a breeze through here
Find my smile
I think I left it with his laughter
Pick up the phone, here is too quiet
Open that book, read the Words - not for me
for her
Breathe
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2013-12-27 at 10:35
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The Recovery Prayer
Find my heartI think I left it somewhere near
Open those blinds, it's just too dark in here
Find my faith
I think I tore it up somewhere back there
Open those windows, it's been too long since I've had a breeze through here
Find my smile
I think I left it with his laughter
Pick up the phone, here is too quiet
Open that book, read the Words - not for me
for her
Breathe
Poetry by SecretWords
Read 674 times
Written on 2013-12-27 at 10:35
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