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Thursday, July 20, 2006
Revelation
They tell me
To turn my eyes inwards
Point all fingers back at me
Look inside myself and see
That the problems lie with me
Once all I had was love
Acceptance, tolerance, forgiveness
Can’t remember when all turned to dust
All I was left with was mirth
It never hit me
So hard as it has now
I should have known myself
That the problems lie with me
To turn my eyes inwards
Point all fingers back at me
Look inside myself and see
That the problems lie with me
Once all I had was love
Acceptance, tolerance, forgiveness
Can’t remember when all turned to dust
All I was left with was mirth
It never hit me
So hard as it has now
I should have known myself
That the problems lie with me
posted by Ayesha at 3:19 PM
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