Fasting

I've been such a bad girl
Worldly flavours have become my daily video game
          I've been such a bad girl
Maybe not as bad as "bad girls club"

I can't even keep my head up anymore
I hide underneath my blanket of shame
Peeking with suspicion 
Is it because this week things are jungle wild
That I remember Him

I've been feeling the soft taps
I need to refine before I get the whip
I've been walking on a tightrope 
I need to feed my soul with the good fertilizer 
To give it a boost, to strengthen the roots
To give it tools
I need a special time for Him

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