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Friday, December 31, 2010

Prayer.

Fire burns with fire,
And the ashes disappear,
The crackling of the fire
But there's nothing left to hear.
I cry my tears in silence
Hoping it will die away
'Cause putting it out will mean
I will have to pay.
So I look up to the sky
And hold out my hand in prayer
Dear Lord, I need this courage,
you're the only one that cares.

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