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The Demolisher, So Always of My Sorrow and So Always of My Heartbreak

So never do I want so truly never, never to be bound bruised under sorrow’s frown. So never do I want so truly never ever to be found fused under sorrow’s crown. So, so always have you been in my heart so, so truly whenever it felt lonely or sad. Oh, so always have you been in my heart oh, so truly whenever it felt lonely or bad. So always when my heart feels like dying so always can I fall on God. So always when my heart feels like crying so always can I call on God. So never is my heart to cling to heartache’s wall. So never is my heart to sing through heartbreak’s hall. Never in you and in I so never, never is sorrow, nor heartache to go. Never in you and in I so never, ever is sorrow or heartbreak to grow. So never am I to staple, nor to paste never you under any of heartache’s moles. So never am I to staple or to waste never you under any of heartbreak’s holes. So, so forever is the Lord to staple our world and its understanding to so much fate. Oh no for-never is the Lord to staple our world and its understanding through so much hate. So, so, so never are the questions of despair and sorrow to staple us to so much of heartache’s bruises, sores, diseases, and cancers. Oh, so, so never are the questions of despair and sorrow to staple us through so much of heartbreak’s fuses, spores, diseases, and answers. So always are we to make it through sorrow. So always are we to make it tomorrow. So always for you and so always for I so always is the Lord to be here. So always for you and so always for I so always is the Lord to be near. So never am I to be poured so truly never in sorrow’s heartache and sores. So never am I to be stored so truly never in sorrow’s heartbreak and spores. So never is the world to spill its understandings of the Lord, you, and me so, so truly, truly never, never under sorrow’s thunders. So never is the world to drill its understandings of the Lord, you, and He oh so truly, truly never. Ever under sorrow’s wonders. So always when the Lord dreams of me, so always in the very bottom of my heart, so is truly always it to think so always about you. So always when the Lord dreams of me, so always in the very bottom of my heart, so is truly always it to sink so always the doubt too. So, so always is the Lord to be stapled so deeply to our world to reign so always as being the demolisher, so always of my sorrow and so always of my heartbreak. Oh, so always is the Lord to be stapled so deeply through our world to reign so always as being the demolisher, so always of my sorrow and so always of my heartache. So always is the Lord to staple love, but sorrow and sores, so never, never to our souls. So always is the Lord to staple love, but sorrow and spores, so never ever through our goals. So forever and so, so always do I want to be free so, so truly with you, so closely tonight. So forever and oh so always do I want to be me oh, so truly with you, so closely tonight.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 3/10/2018 8:03:00 AM
Latoya, a heartfelt write.. i really enjoyed reading this! Looking to read more of your work! Welcome to the Soup!
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