Burnt Out Adoration
I wanted to turn the pageFor on the other side was you.
Then we heard the echoing wrench
And knew it was all through.
I ached for you, I burned for you.
Heat sizzled this frost-bitten heart.
Until grace poured out molten hot
A chilled mold of another start.
Tell me how does one please a man?
Hold back our weapons of destruction?
Learn how to be sharp enough to
Create the peace of reconstruction?
Oh how it can hurt, fire red hot.
Blisters break out on my soul.
How do I take the pain still left?
How do I fill the seeping hole?
Love burns red hot, but so does pain
Line so close, sharp vision begged.
Is it love or a heart seared with hate?
Or the page on the wall, sharply pegged.
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