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Jan 5
It's hard to flourish when your truth-malnourished.
I tried to dig my roots into soil, and grow good fruits.
But with every good thought, along came rot
Wanted to thrive, got eaten alive.

I have only birds and bugs to give me hugs.
The worm is eating my beating heart.
You betrayed, yet still stayed
Inside of me, you live rent free.

I groan and moan before God's throne.
See the snake, crush it for heavens sake!
Of course we're not to fight before God's sight.
The Lord is delayed, but our blood price is paid.

I want to die, I sigh and cry.
In the end, my heart did rend.
My beginnings were rough but I will get more tough.
My trust was misplaced, but your memory will be erased.
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