Burn

by marilyn marti   Mar 2, 2004


Burn,
let your hurting fade away

Burn,
please tell me that you'll stay

Burn,
the hate you feel is all inside

Burn,
till your heart runs dry

Burn,
let the angels see your face

Burn,
tell God of your disgrace

Burn,
let the hours pass you by

Burn,
don't you ask when or why

Burn,
until there's nothing left to loose

Burn,
death is the first thing I choose

Burn,
let the smoke rise into the air

Burn,
take the pain, don't say it's not fair

Burn,
tell them who you are

Burn,
they should know faith is not far.

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