Really feeling the aftermath
of what it is to be objectified
Seeking out my definition
in the shallow of someone's lies
Various faces, to obsess, to undress
me with your eyes, while your mind is a mess
and I thinking innocence, and I acting senseless
This lesson is the hardest-to understand meaninglessness
(Which words only become in your mouth)
Looking back and searching past
Shifting through shit, while truth fades fast
One solitary name, ringing, piercing, lasts
In my mind, racing fast
Jesus, Jesus, more than a name
Jesus, Jesus, giving you my pain
Collapsing, crumbling at your throne
Nothing left of me, no skin, no bone
Replacing, redefining, me with You
New eyes, your eyes, to see me through
Jesus, Jesus, take me higher
Jesus, Jesus, my only desire
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Wow, Amanda, this is my favorite! Could you turn it into a song?
ReplyDeleteIf your "erotic" Arabic literature class drives you to this beauty of expression, then you have redeemed the class. And our money is worth soul digging like that, not to mention the beautiful outpouring into modern psalms. You have made beauty from ashes. That's freaking priceless. For your college education, including "erotic" Arabic class, and the pornographic literature we paid for, you cell phone so you can complain to me about reading nasty books for homework, etc...there is Daddy's credit card and his butt that he works off to pay for all that!
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ReplyDelete:) dear friend, i wrote with you :D