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I Will Not Break
Your harsh words Your morbid silence Your dirty looks Your dark violence Will bend me Will bend me But I will not break! Your stinging sarcasm Your childish spite Your evil meanness Your brutish might Will make me flicker Will make me flicker But I will not go out! Your cold indifference Your devious lies Your stubborn pride Your sad disguise Will make me wither Will make me wither But I will not fall! You may bruise me You may abuse me You may taunt me You may haunt me You may strike me You may dislike me You may wonder why Though so hard you try... I will never I will NEVER Lay down and die! Jade This is a repost of a poem I wrote long time ago here. It only got one comment. I felt the need to repost it. One of my favorite Bible verses is found in Isaiah 42:3. Like a candle about to burn out, or a reed about to break, I feel that I am bent low....But he will not let me break. a bruised reed he will not break, and a faintly burning wick he will not quench; he will faithfully bring forth justice
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