Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Unsolved Title Decision.

My faith was tested at the rate of concentration I have.
I have none at all and therefore I have not the power to concentrate on faith.
Love seems an insurmountable heap of luscious lead.
Loud crackling voices echo in my minds' ear.
Too many voices make the truest thoughts impure and tattered.
For it is far too crowded to be a blinding sun in someone's life.

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