only silence reigns
til urgency compels him
we exhale, then gasp
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8. Innocence
Sometimes we wish for it to go
Sometimes we wish it'd come.
It's never fully there inside,
But there was always some.
Sometimes it slowly melts away
Its manner long and drawn
Sometimes, abrupt, it vanishes
And in one breath is gone.
We find we cannot hold it fast
It cannot help but flee
Yet innocence dwelt in the Son
Who died in place of me.
Sometimes we wish it'd come.
It's never fully there inside,
But there was always some.
Sometimes it slowly melts away
Its manner long and drawn
Sometimes, abrupt, it vanishes
And in one breath is gone.
We find we cannot hold it fast
It cannot help but flee
Yet innocence dwelt in the Son
Who died in place of me.
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