Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Words untrue

I pray,

Surrender your dreams to me
since the crippled posses the power 
and dead bodies don't. 

Surrender your wishes to me
since the blind could conform them
and the sighted couldn't/

Surrender your words to me
since the writer could form
them better in a story.

Surrender your soul to me
since I would feel the aura of it
and you being usual couldn't.

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