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The Burn

Battle scars have been hidden for ages…
I can’t go on with life 

You have gone away from me…
I have been feeling this burn…

Burning up my insides
I’m waiting patiently for tomorrow…

Hopefully tomorrow will be a brighter day
I'm hoping it won't douse me with dismay

Shed relief upon me…
God, Shine with your dazzling might…

And please clear away the sorrow

Perhaps tomorrow will be filled with joy
Don't throw me away like a messed-up toy 

Today is full of surprises...
I laugh at myself sometimes
Today is full of fantastic prizes
Time passes by...
And the church bell chimes
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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