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Jun 2019
Close your eyes to things that make you blind.
You know what makes you hurt.
Yet you still allow it,
once again, forgetting your own worth.

Close your heart
to the things that only scar,
you hold the knife to yourself
thinking it's someone elses sword.
Always letting pain take over happiness,
forgetting how strong you are.
Instead of your own upliftable thoughts,
you decide taking someone else's word.

Regain some control
stop me if I'm wrong,
you only seek love but can't hold it for very long.
You say you're trying to seek 'God'
but you're realistically just infatuated with the humans who are only singing songs.
You live for the lyrics,
but forget to live them out.
Have you actually forgotten what Church is all about?
Going every week,
faking strength as an image,
yet somehow, you're always feeling weak.

Every service raising your hands high above your head
without even the tiniest ounce of any regret.
Refusing to understand the meaning,
outside church surrendering repetitively to sins instead.
But still,
every Sunday like clockwork you're returning to repent.

Don't you know the damage you're doing to Gods perfect gift,
your own soul?
Selling it away to nothingness,
lost promises
never acknowledging the hurt you put onto yourself,
sweeping under the rug, it's toll.


Oh why do you do this to the one true God?
Smiling sweetly as you plan the lies you'll send to us,
but you know you can't possibly fool The One above?
Don't you know he can see right through?
There's nothing God can't protect you from.
Unless of course, you choose for your own worst enemy to be constantly, literally, you.
Sara Buzz
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Sara Buzz  21/F
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   Bogdan Dragos
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