Take me..now.

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I'm on the top of a mountain of sadness.

Looking down to the paths that I've been through.

Thinking about  my 'what could have been'.

Asking myself, why am I despaired now?

How can I get down from here?

When I don't even have the strength to stand.

My Savior, where are you now?

Please pick me up from here to there.

I know you got wings to fly.

You can even soar higher than the sky.

You have the light that can blind.

So please, take me now.

Take me..now.

06/19/2014

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