Thursday, March 24, 2011

Sin




Wind blows,
Divinity shows,
Life's cool,
I'm sometimes blue.
I can't undo,
what's been done,
it is my run.
I'll use the sun,
to warm me, when I'm one.

Look to now,
present large,
understand,
this is no shrowd.
Praise a name,
don't make it mine.
Decide to go,
you better row,
you might find that,
you loose your tow.

Don't give in,
you will win,
all!  Because,
it's not your sin.

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