Empty Me

Poem By Daniel Nairn

Lord I need more of you
I spend too much thought on self
Wanting my desires
Caring nothing of those hurting
Pleading, dying,
Without you.
As the songs always say
'Empty me'
Without meaning we sing
But I want it now
My cares, my problems
And your tears, your blood
Your suffering
Added to me
From now till my last

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Nice sentiment; more of him and less of me can be accomplished.

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