holy ground
the ground that you walk on is hallowed blessed by the blood pouring from my knees I am that invisible voice pleading for alms waiting for hope to be placed in my palms i am that invisible soul lying,living lifeless, that you choose to ignore when all i long for, is for you... to see my invisible soul invisible life the ground that you walk on is hallowed blessed by the blood pouring from my knees
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