I long for something beautiful
To touch my heart of pain
I'm desperate for waters pure
To cleanse my jaded shame
I don't know if I could take it though
But I would die if you let me be
Please cleanse my broken, dirty heart
But please don't look at me
I'm a helpless, broken thing
An eagle that can't soar
A lark that can't sing
Is there grace enough for me?
Please don't touch me
But please don't let me be
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