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Jun 2020
He looked at me
I wasn't sure what his eyes were saying
In my heart I was praying
But I didn't know what was happening
Are you lost? I wasn't sure
I couldn't remember what I was doing it for
I hope it was worth it
The sweat, tears and blood
He looked at me and said,
"Child you worry too much"

Maybe you're right
Maybe that's the point of this dark night
That you were in it with me the whole time
You were glorious and I fell short
He looked at me and said,
"Child that's what my love is for"
Written by
colette alexia
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