Purity

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Purity

I can't believe it
Was that me?
I haven't been myself in so long
Was that me...
I can't believe

And I'm crying! I'm crying
To be found...
I'm crying! I'm crying
To be found among the dead!
And I'm dying! I'm dying
To be found...
I'm dying!
I'm dying to be...

It's so hard to find yourself
When you're not sure what you've become
It gets so hard to find yourself
Oh! What have I become?!
What have I done?!

And I'm crying! I'm crying
To be found...
I'm crying! I'm crying
To be found among the dead!
And I'm dying! I'm dying
To be found...
I'm dying! I'm dying
To be found washed up on shore

The seas have drowned me out for so long
I've lost my heart to carry on
The salts have purged my skin of purity
And my cries have been silenced by...
And my cries have grown silent... Over time

And now I'm crying! I'm crying
To be found...
I'm crying! I'm crying
To be found among the dead!
And I'm dying! I'm dying
To be healed...
I'm dying! I'm dying
To be healed by Your hands!

Oh I'm crying! I'm crying out!
Find me among the dead!
Oh I'm dying! I'm dying out!
Find me dead to myself!

And I'm crying! I'm crying
To be found...
I'm crying! I'm crying
To be found among the dead!
And I'm dying! I'm dying
To myself
I'm dying! I'm dying
To be touched by Your hands!

Oh I'm crying to be touched by Your hands!
Oh I'm dying for the healing of Your lips!
Touch me oh, Purity
Oh Purity!
2/28/2007 (22:59)

Currently listening : Southern Weather By The Almost Release date: By 03 April, 2007

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That's a really good one! Posted by elyse on Saturday, March 03, 2007 at 3:48 PM

Some Writings

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Current mood: hungry
Category: Writing and Poetry

Just some things I've written recently. Enjoy, and please let me know what you think.

2/14/07 (03:44)
Caught ! ! !
(with my finger in the lock and the key behind my back)
Doing things the hard way.
Caught ! ! !
(with my hand in the cookie jar even after dessert's been served)
Doing things the selfish way.

2/14/07 (13:30)
This city's like a rope around my throat
Don't leave me hanging here
It's only a matter of time before the oxygen won't make it to my blood
Don't forget I'm waiting here
Don't forget I'm dying here
Just one more minute
I promise I'll go
Just one more minute to sit here and hold you close
(You know I'm gonna be so far)
Five more minutes that's all I ask
Five more minutes
And a good night kiss
It's somthing we won't have for so long
(And I've become addicted to the flavor of your tongue)
This is taking so long!

This city's like a rope around your throat
Don't leave me here to watch you choke
Don't leave me! Don't leave!

2/17/07 (00:33)
There's nothing I can do to prove I love you
I can only tell you
Every chance I get
There's nothing in this world to prove it's real
But I know it
And we'll just have to trust it.

2/17/07 (04:12)
I am overflowing with love
Don't let it overwhelm and push you away
Please drown in this pleasure with me.

And here's something I just found.
I had emailed it to myself back in July and told myself it wasn't ready to post... but I like it.
Let me know.

07/27/06 (04:55)
Here's my hand
Take hold and don't let go
I'll show you a world you've never known
Like riding on a shooting star
Here's a once-in-a-lifetime chance
To find out who we are
Here's my hand
Won't you come with me?
My light only burns for so long

So long!
Here's something you'll never know
You'll never hear it from my tongue
Here's something I'll never speak
So listen closely
While my words aren't slurred through gritted teeth

I never meant to cause you pain
And I don't want to rain on your parade
But like it or not
(I know you love it)
We're going dancing in this rainstorm
With a mind for killing time
I think you know me well enough for this
So please don't turn me in

Need a hand?
Here's one that's not mine
It's a hand in a face
And I'm counting the times
It waves around
And I'm breaking down
Don't you know you can't leave me out here alone?
Oh no!
You can't leave me here
Counting seconds to sixties
Oh no!
You can't pay me enough to survive on borrowed hope

In counting hours
I've found I'm going on days
And I'm still not sleeping
But the hands keep waving the same
I've been swept away
By dark and gloomy waves
All air is hidden
Beneath the surface of space
And time won't be waiting
And I can't keep waiting for you
But I think you know me well enough for this
So please don't turn me in

I'll tell you the truth
I'm shedding light on the surface
Lies told with purpose
Don't tell me you're worth the time
I'll tell you again
Like I told the kingdom of sin
If we're shedding light on the purpose
Then we're spilling the blood of our subjects
And we're meant to listen when the kingdom speaks

So long
Here's something you'll never know
You'll never hear it from my tongue
Here's something I'll never speak
So listen closely
While time's still turning around your cheeks
My tongue is sharp
I won't deny it
But sometimes
Some things
Just need to be said
07/27/06 (04:55)

Currently listening : Composure By Waking Ashland Release date: By 10 May, 2005

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"Thank You For The Offer"

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I was recently reading a little in John Bevere's book Drawing Near.
The chapter was called "Protect Your Hunger" and started off with the simple one-liner, "We are hungry for what we feed on."

John begins the chapter using Thanksgiving dinner as an example. He give us the verse Proverbs 27:7 "The satisfied soul loathes the honeycomb."
The Thanksgiving example was basically saying someone is invited to two thanksgiving parties. They go to the first and eat until they're full, and when they go to the second, the food looks and smells even better than at the first party, but they can't eat any because they are already full.
This compares to what we do with God.
God invites us to his table, and on the way there, we are invited to hang out with some friends and watch a movie. We go out for lunch. We do whatever, and by the time we get to God's table, we're not hungry, and we're too tired to hang out with him long because we filled ourselves up with the things of this world.

That briefly explained... this poem won't seem so brutal. (I hope)
But it should still be a slap in the face!!!!

Thank You For The Offer
Thank you for the offer
But I'm afraid I've had my fill
I've ingested every TV ad
And little purple pill
Before I came to your party
I stopped by the one across the hill
We drank champagne
And knew "true love"
Feasting on every passing thrill

Thank you for the offer
This meal looks better than most
But I took a vow of fasting
And I sealed it with this toast
When I partake of pleasures
They fill me up inside
When I know I've reached my limit
I will stop myself with pride

Thank you for the offer
But I'm afraid I've met my match
I really want what you can give me
But I must close the hatch
I ate everything in sight
From sex to laziness
I see now I gorged myself
I should've left room for the best

Oh! Can I ever change!?
Can I be the same?
I want you and who I once was
But I need all the drugs
They fill the hole inside me
The void I can't drown out
I'm sorry I can't accept your peace
I'm afraid I'm all filled up

I started the day with caffeine
Followed by my lucky charms
I primped and preened 'til I was clean
Then I painted my smile on
I left the house on an upbeat
They were playing my favorite song
You know
The one where the guy leaves his wife
In search of a better life
Kids at the door wonder why
But he's gonna find the love of his life
I found three quarters on the floor mat
As I hopped into my car
All heads up
That means "Good Luck"
This day's going far!
As I got out I kissed a man
Begging on the street
"Money's short and times are hard
I know just what you need"
Handed him a business card
"I've nothing else to offer, God bless!"
(Just as his sign said)

Work all day
I need a break
More coffee and some nicotine
She stopped by and winked at me
(The boss'll never know I stole his dream)
We made out quick
Meeting by the fountain
Lock the door
This'll only take a second
No one ever knew what happened

The man by my car
Was sobbing on the floor
I said "Don't cry, it'll be all right
God bless, remember?"
I shook his hand
Then drove away
Left him in December

I stopped for a drink
(And a dance or two)
I needed a little lift
"'Tender, this day's been long
Give me something with a kick"
It hit the spot
The twitching stopped
Breathe deep to let the smoke in
Oh her curves
"So beautiful"
I love you (but just the skin)

By the time I got home
My show was on
I had no time for my wife
This is MY life, God
Get off my back!
There's just too much on my plate
(But thanks for the offer)
2/12/07 (01:06)

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I Predict 1990
By Steve Taylor
Release date: By 01 January, 1987
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