Monday, April 23, 2012

Heart

A heart of stone is what I have
I've refused the thought
but that just means it's true all the more

Where do I begin on my journey to the end?
If I find a path to certain
I'll certainly find I hate where I'm going

So flesh is meant to follow
and a stone is meant to stay

So I'll replace my heart with Scripture
and watch my stone just roll away

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