Photoessay: Awake My Soul.

How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes,
I struggle to find any truth in your lies.
And now my heart stumbles on things I don’t know,
This weakness I feel I must finally show.

Lend me your hand and we’ll conquer them all,
But lend me your heart and I’ll just let you fall.
Lend me your eyes I can change what you see,
But your soul you must keep totally free.

Awake my soul, awake my soul. Awake my soul. You were made to meet your maker.

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