fathomless your endless mercy
weight i could not lift
where do i fit in this puzzle
what good are these gifts
not a martyr or a saint
scarcely can i struggle through
all that i have ever wanted
was to give my best to you
lord search my heart
create in me something clean
dandelions
you see flowers in these weeds
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2 comments:
Love your poems, keep it up ^^
thanks torres but i can't claim this one...its a five iron frenzy song...reese roper's a genius
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