See me come she runs away I am here.
From where I came coming back none would dare.
Each spoken word that you read sharp the sword.
Lines that bend letters I read dust to dust souls I move.
When you see me come,
lips fall open one drop on the tounge yellow sun.
She bends at the waist just to watch as it spreads,
through the sky comets fly.
Forming each thought before it is written,
as words on the page swimming around.
Lead us back,
up the path to where you're once again forgiven.
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