Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Questions never asked

It was not your words that my ears heard, but the songs I wanted to hear.
When it is merely talk with no wisdom, will my ears still hear you?

It was not your looks that I admired, but your character.
When your character is just my imagination, will I still admire you?

It was not you that I trusted, but my Lord who lived in your soul.
When you betray your soul, will my Lord still live there?

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