[creedsister]

wide awake in dream Land you took my hand and i said tears of mercy have become anwserd prayers not by faith much to weak not by stergnth we were both were so very deep in weakness when weakness becomes low it can be the stongest gift of all the prayers of the broken hearted the prayes of the humble the prayers of the confused turns in to oceans of tears that becomes oill and that becomes fire and it wont tire it will only burn higher knowing theres been a river that has been of tears that it should be named but flows on without a place to go~whos tears have meant more is then question i heard and i said i dont think its a compatition of whos meant more And then you anwserd i know yours meant more fear of knowing or is it fear of truth a sherade behind a shreade is whats played not by fear of love but by fear of The masters command!!! is the master plan i know as well as you in time we both shall stand we kept it going strong ripped and torn over and over and broken again but why do we keep fooling our selfs with fear of being ripped apart when we both know we had it from the start !!!!!!!whos tears meant more they were messured the same they shead from the same eyes and we hide our own truth but the hearts dont lie so lets not blame eachother for this mess we both know its a great big test neverthless ive never have failed a test yet i hope this is what you wanted hear your heart has refuge in mine and forever it can feel free to hide