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by Megann Feb 24, 2006 category : Life, society / faith, religion
A day flies by with different faces. They give me looks, stares I'm concious of their thoughts of me ......... I don't understand I don't understand Then suddenly my confusions gone I feel as peacefull as a swimming swan I underestimated the power of looks judging by the cover somewhat like books Your eyes are different from all the rest You look at me with true interest You don't just stare in revolt or discust Or look at me like i'm mouldy crust Your eyes they look deeper in Even to my most hidden sin You can see my pain, my inner turmoil But you pour in your comfort, your holy oil You know how much at night i weep And how i find it hard to sleep You blow your kisses down on me Oh open my eyes so i can see ...