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by Emma Sep 22, 2005 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Gentle yet destructive soft yet rough hands of his faith gentleness of the truth destructive in the past soft in my eyes rough to the world these are his hands of faith warm yet cold energized yet lifeless these are my hand of faith warm with faith in him cold from my soul energized to kill my dreams lifeless to do what is needed these are my hands of faith we hold hands so far apart yet we hold the world in our hands. for someone special to me please vote and comment Emma