'torn In the Broken Places'
I am at that crossroad again
Lord I've chosen wrong -
Strengthen me
Lift me up
Dry these tears like only you can
Inside something feels so torn
You see beyond the veneer
You see the core
The twists and turns
That only you can unravel
This vessel is leaking
It's broken in broken places
Touch my core, touch my spirit
The fleeting moments
Where I feel like giving up
Where I feel this is the end
Sweep me up in your embrace
Make me feel whole again
At times when everything falls apart
Do it not because I ask
But
Because you know exactly
What I need
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Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2014
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