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The Sunset

Heaven when would the sunset When would my heart be put to rest Beautiful Saviour have your way As I pray you make your way. On the banks of the Brighton shore As I watch the the sun descend I pray you hear my call As my soul begin to fall. Heaven hold my hand as I make my way along these shores These wounds I bear are the scares inflicted by great fear How I wish their could hear I swear you are the one who taught my heart to care. Now all I want to do is share it is only fair As you had to bare all my worries and scare Magnificent Saviour so awersome and true As I stand on the bank of the Brighton shore. I ask that you spare and wipe my tear Lead me down these broken stairs Show me how to wear these scares without fear It's time I move on without any scare.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 6/4/2018 2:17:00 PM
- You write with your heart and that is something I love, Patricia :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Patricia . Garcia Howard Bramble
Date: 6/11/2018 2:57:00 PM
Thank you I truly appreciate the comment especially one that sees and speak the truth.

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