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When It Used To Hurt

When it used to hurt When it used to numb me and made me tear Somehow I never thought the pain would end It hurt so bad I could see the end Not anymore Now I know my worth Now I see when it’s not fact I know where it ends My heart never stopped aching My soul was voided I wished to fill the gaps I hoped someone would care But in this world, No one ever truly cares When it hurts I find myself alone When it hurts I have only me to make it better I was named Will, I was named Bernice Maybe with no understanding of what it meant Maybe not with intention I am Will and I will lead to victory Stones have been thrown Walls were built so I find no entry Water was flooded against Still, I stand. For many may not believe nor see me For many may see nothing when gazing at me But God made me not in fault nor did He in vain. I claim my worth, I claim my gold up in the heavens I claim the me I am And to who it may concern I urge you see your light That you live not your days is dispear For you are loved somewhere and seen as worthy

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