~Coup De Grace~

Ξ May 25th, 2007 | → | ∇ Blessing The Nations |

When my knees are black from bruises, until the world fades as it chooses, till love gains back what evil loses. Then will I rest in the arms of him, who paid the price and bought my sin. The one who gives life back to dead or dying souls. Cry out! Let go, let God take hold! You past is shattered glass, each painful memory sharper than the last, but your doubt has been cast into the sea of irony. Rejoice! You’re free! And free indeed! Until I feel the need to plead, until redemption comes for me, until the day that angels sing. Then will I rest in the arms of the king. Coup De Grace, I scream.

 Katelyn Burch

 

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