The Mind Ranch
camping, off-roading & treading lightly
Monday, January 23, 2006
beg of thee
My strength shines on
While I sing my song
Weakness creeps in
To bring original sin
Your light used to shine so bright
But all I see now is your darkest plight
Understanding nothing more
I am down here on the floor
Humble me, I beg of thee
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