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Deeper still

Deeper into the corner
And more hollow still
Soft whispers ripping my skin
Oh all the dirty things within
 
Beautiful light not for touch
Mocking me as it leaves
Silenced cries escape my lips
Weakness in their eyes
 
It will all me over in a matter of minutes
I hear from the crippled old man
Take me now
I just want to end it
 
Son come, oh please
Save me from myself
I surrendered my life to him
He covered all my sins
Washed me clean
Free indeed
Deeper into His love I live

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