TITLE: Rocky paths 1/24/2015 By Kristi Cannon 01/24/15 |
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With rocky paths,
paved with bloody glass,
The etchings in the wall,
Scream it all,
With broken places,
she has been shaken,
Giving into her doubts,
Oh how long will they last,
The fond recording,
That brings torture every morning,
How many times has she heard it,
how many times has she fought it,
Yet here again,
It's in her senses,
Pain cut like a knife,
By her surprise,
it feels like life,
By her surprises,
The grave feels like a better way,
Yet today,
There was a whisper,
You can do this,
In a cry,
She ask do what,
And JESUS said,
You can let me love you,
And I'll love you with no surprise,
For ill never forsake you,
I've given you a call,
Are you in for it all,
I'll prove you,
I'll see you through,
I'll give you what you wanted all along,
The REAL you,
those voices are but a way,
to carry yesterday,
with death etched in,
the devil came in,
Yet now with His seed planted deep,
I see the real me,
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