SimonDJesus i rise from the grave up from death my rags are gone my dirt washed off my wounds healed i see you standing myrags now yours my dirt is on you my wounds hurt you i see your face smiling i look in your eyes crying UNTITLED SO FAR! a voice through the darkness through the haze crying out through the pain through the maze a shadow reaching out with hurting hand hole inside filling in need for this dying man a face blinded eyes ful of tears burning saddened smile behind the mask is love yearning inside exposed wicked heart ful of lies small spirit the goodness inside he hides bright shining sees the light and opens wide cleaned up filled up renewed so no more need to hide I look at the man I ask his name and he replies "I am you" FRIEND For you my friend a tear rolls down my cheek you are broken but i am reaching to you with an empty hand You my friend i see your hurting help for you i want to give but i also need it I see you friend looking past myself your hurting is much more i reach and take your hand and say i got a friend id like you to meet His hand is not empty You can email simonD at simon
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