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I remember my Grandma’s birthday month that time
That was the month you broke my heart and trust
April showers and May monsoons collide and let shine
Literally likewise do I feel your struggles as I rust…

These years of tears I shed…
Makes me smile so wide instead…
You broke my heart in two now
You spoke those words anyhow

The end of April…
It’s been 5 going on 6 months without you
Healing’s near, be still
It’s been a journey in my shoes of utter rue
Life is like hiking hills
It’s been a rough time for me lately, who knew
Often thought of popping pills

I remember you, my loves of mine once upon a time, but I must get a grip
I remember all my exes and miss some of their friendship, a shattered ship
The end of April is the time you shredded my heart apart
Maybe, someday, I’ll reach my end in my deathcart…

These years of tears I shed…
Makes me beam brightly instead…
You broke my heart in two now
You spoke those words anyhow

The end of April…
It’s been 5 going on 6 months without you
Healing’s near, be still
It’s been a journey in my shoes of utter rue
Life is like hiking hills
It’s been a rough time for me lately, who knew
Often thought of popping pills

Dwelling in shadows for far too long it seems
God, please mend my broken, unspoken dreams 
I need Your Word of life to set me free 
Eventually, I’ll live life oh so worry-free

These years of tears I shed…
Makes me grimace graciously instead…
You broke my heart in two now
You spoke those words anyhow

The end of April…
It’s been 5 going on 6 months without you
Healing’s near, be still
It’s been a journey in my shoes of utter rue
Life is like hiking hills
It’s been a rough time for me lately, who knew
Often thought of popping pills

Peace is what I need 
Must plant that mustard seed
Of hope and faithfulness
I’m making some progress
Apparently, not enough in your sight
The eyes do lie or tell the truth tonight
Genuine humility is what I crave…
Must truly behave and be brave…
I need a boost of confidence,
Not pride for past reminiscence 
The end of April — be still, appall…
I forget and forgive it all…as I stand tall
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