Wednesday, December 14, 2011

I Love You

  I'll give you my heart, my mind, my soul.
My hands and my mind are open and lifted.
  I am myself, broken in many ways, but I
am not dead.
  Look at me. Am I alive? Yes? No? Why
will you not answer?
  If all that has happened had the power to kill
it would have already and I would be dead.
  Instead I am lifting up my face to the sky
from whence I receive my fate.
  And with all that exists within me, I will
fly away, unstained and pure for a bright new day.

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