Friday, December 15, 2006

evanilson

unbelievably true. shockingly real.

Lord even the strongest of man grow weak in your presence.
Strength fails before you.
You take, but you give more.
You decided death,
But Graciously give life.
From the dust we have come, to the dust we will return.
But make my life worth living.
Make my life count.

- and in the dark of night, the rider takes over- I'll be missing you so so so so so much.

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