Touch my dreams in ways unknown
Hidden amongst lies, your eyes glown
Blown out of proportion in mannerisms unfair
Held down by the ropes that just aren't there
Yell and scream
Fight and struggle
Cry out and weep
But scared I am not.
I simply look, waiting for truth
I not only seek, but search within
Persuading redemption to come my way
Begging, asking, to cool these eyes
Fiery arrows of God's will
Used inappropriately thanks to me.













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Not Really...
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From now on. you will not call me Ben. From now on, you will call me Ben. Not Ben, Ben.
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I am slumbering...
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"Boy, you got a panty on your head."
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Sarcasm? I try to avoid her company.
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A charm In Tryst I Trust
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