Magnet
You
are
Magnetic
You
are the magnet to my
Lode
stone
You
draw me out
Of
my steely reserve
Does
the devil speak to you
Do
you hear his little inklings
When
it is quiet
Does
your soul reach out magnetic
To
his quiet voice
I
hear you loud and clear
Your
voice rings through my soul
Drawn
on like nothing I have ever held
Your
voice rings through my soul
Lifting
me then throwing me down again
And
again and again
Throwing
me off your lines magnetic
Then
bringing me back again
Chris
McQueeney 2/13/15 10:22 A.M.
1 comment:
whew....thing with magnets is they have two pole...one that draws you in...and another that repels...
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