Use Me
Look pass, this
flesh.
Lay eyes on these
Colours; pleading
for this soul’s apprehension.
(words make way)
Speak pass, this
thundering.
Echo Tongue, your secrecy to
these lips; pleading
for this soul’s apprehension.
(words make way)
Almighty God,
Being of Heart –
here am i.
Use me.
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