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these cuts
shall bleed
this
hour of need
Lord
let me
breathe
let me heal
 Aug 2015 Matthew Walsh
gene
Fling
 Aug 2015 Matthew Walsh
gene
“It’s kinda messed up, isn’t it?

The person whom your world once revolved around,
You talked to almost all day long,
You had sweet late night messages with,
You spent time just doing ‘no nothing’ with,

How all of a sudden,
That person just woke up and decided to—
never talk to you again.

No reason. No explanation. No words said.

Just left you hanging like you never meant **** to them.

What hurts most is how they made it look so easy.”
Dedicated to someone who goes by the name “-messha” on wlo. Keep moving forward. :)
i’m broken
the way every writer is
broken and the words fall
out of the cracks.
mercy
showed me her
deep blue eyes
and
i fetched
her hand
that
provided me
the
sweet supply
 Aug 2015 Matthew Walsh
Sarah
Conch
 Aug 2015 Matthew Walsh
Sarah
I think that
I was there
when
Venus
danced from
the foam

her ankles
kissing
the sea

like a conch,
put me
to your ear
and you'll
hear the ocean
in me.
There's an ache in me,
there is a need...
For my Savior to come,
Oh Lord, come and rescue me.
I am following your ways,
but I follow on knees that are weak.
They buckle and I tremble,
Lord, I pray you remember me.

I know I'm not forgotten,
but there's an enemy near to me.
Shouting lies that are louder than
your gentle voice.
Lord I need a helper,
Lord I need to be set free.
There is hell here on Earth,
but Lord, thank you that this
is the only hell I'll ever see.
You give grace, I get mercy...that's the Father that you are.
I think I might be dying.
God I hope I do
with my guts spilling up
and running down the hand
checking my pulse again.
If not now,
when?
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