O'Lord, to you I wake up





In battle cries,
In open wounds
In slithered dreams,
And shred up limbs
In Scattered hope, 
In mumbling sighs 
In rising gloom, 
In faded skies 
In slipping beats, 
In empty heart 
I’d still wake up 
to you, O’Lord 
Like a dark dream 
To bright sunlight

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