Hurt Flower
Climbing this hill grabbing the next rock..
Stepped on a flower I couldn't see in the dark..
So my words and some water hope to bring it back to life..
I know my sins and words I will have to answer to some night..
But I pray for this flower so innocent and trusting..
Still my awkward steps made a mess of everything..
Should have walked around or searched for a stronger path..
But God knows my intentions although soon I will feel his wrath..
If I slide down this hill, a sacrifice for this flower..
My faith should go stronger leaving you with the power..
My silence should be gold, only you know whats real..
I only hope this flower could rise to a place I could kneel..
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