Sunday, March 24, 2013


Stranger I am
Walking the gallows of life
Crutches of relations failing
To uphold the burden of my desires

Stranger I am
Held the hand of my companion
For long I abused it
To stand alone and hold none now
Stranger I am
Crutches falling and darkness set
No other hope but shines His light  
Without my companion I walk now
No more gallows but the plains of life

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