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Subsiding
I’m grieving like a weeping willow tree
I’m hanging on the branches
Colliding…colliding
Like leaves falling one by one,
My life is failing to seek the light (I don’t wanna face His wrath)…
And I blurred out the sun
I’m drooping like a weeping willow tree
I’m hanging helplessly…my sorrow hatches
Abiding…subsiding…
Like leaves plunging every hour,
My life is wandering off of God’s path (Do I still look precious in God’s sight?)…
And I can’t help but cower
I’m trembling like a worn-out cigarette
My doom is caving in…and I crumble…
I’m starving for Your comfort… I’m upset
My fate is close at hand…yet I still crumble
Into ash.
Copyright ©
J.W. Earnings
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