Thursday, October 28, 2004

How Beautiful.

"the tender eyes,
That choose to forgive and never despise"

Lord, make me pure and holy, ever dependent on you, and reliant on your grace.

-edit. Thursday. 6.05pm-

'No matter how scared I am, I know I'm safe tonight.'

Bah. Am I?

Land me like dynamite, please.

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