Hold On
She cried .
The lonely tears danced on her dusty floor,
No one to hold her as her heart bleeds sore.
She screams," NO MORE" .
How can a shattered soul ever heal?
When can a fragile heart refuse to feel?
Maybe when the well runs dry,
And the last tear squeezes out ;
From her bloodshot eyes.
But she doest realize that each tear that falls,
God cradles each one and saves them all.
For the day she stands before him,
Kneeling at his golden throne;
Then takes your pain ,
and makes it his own.
And those tears he saved,
He pours over your soul;
To cleanse away the scars,
To make you whole.
Your shattered heart is filled,
with joy and peace;
You'll dine at eternitys table,
And forever feast.
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