Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Swept Away
Evil fell from your pretty mouth, wrapped in your classic voice, angelic in your syntax, demonic in your motive. Your pretty eyes don’t know that, the water flowing from this well isn’t fresh, demolish all that sets you up against your rising up. Confessing all that’s broken and watch the healing come, spread out your open hands, admit you’ve held them shut, turn all the way around be swept away by this. Time for surrender spread out your open hands, and He will raise you up. Confessing all that’s broken and watch the healing come, spread out your open hands. Admit you’ve held them shut be swept away by this. Your clothes are smooth and spotless, the air is putrid sewage. Downwind of your pressed church clothes, your eyes are black and empty. Your deeds are just for showing, how big and bright your fake smile glows. I see you moving and they're getting scared, their eyes are focusing on something else. You're staring at me and I stare at you, I rage against everything that you do.
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