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Author: IlfirinEstel
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Angst/Drama - Reviews: 5 - Published: 02-24-08 - Updated: 09-17-08 - id:2479887

this man on my radio
reminds me of me
howling to You
a dog at Your feet

save me
save me
mr. walking man
if You can—

make me believe
he cries & i
i also have doubt(ing)
thomas in these bones

sometimes i hear
sometimes i see
but i want clear-cut
concrete signs & words

something anything please
give me a feeling
You are near
You are here

‘cause sometimes i
wonder if You’re there
next to me covering me
protecting me from this

a man tells me i am one of
the captives the lost
living & believing in lies
i wish You would tell me

is he right or am i
safe though i want something
he thinks is wrong—he that helped
give me life

always fearing i look up
& think what is the Truth
what is Your will—let it be
done please let me be

free in Your love

a/n: “i’m just asking You to/save me…” – Dave Matthews



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