quarta-feira, 21 de setembro de 2011

Sometimes


Large fingers pushin' paint...You're God and you got big hands...
The colors blend...The challenges you give man...

Seek my part...Devote my self...my small self..
Like a book amongst the many on a shelf...

Sometimes I know
          I rise
          I fall
           I don't
          I live
            I cringe
          I walk
           I kneel
                           Speak of nothing at all

Sometimes i reach to myself...God.

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