Saturday, March 14, 2009

Found In His Hands Bound

My mouth without words,
My words without sound,
My silly little heart has not been found.

Love to me is his hands bound,
His body to the cross,
they all gather around.

when they dropped him,
he hit the ground,
his father let out a great big frown.

My mouth without words,
My words without sound,
My silly little heart has not been found.


-KodA

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