I can't take that. No, Lord I wont.
What I will not take is a life gone a float.
I wont live that. No, God I can't.
I must shed the armor, I'll no longer rant.
I'll dream a way. Yes I will reach
a catalyst to a world I'll not beseech.
Copyright 01-13-2009 ©® Sarah Sisson
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