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May 2014
God, you owe me not a thing.
I just hope you accept my prayers for her.
Like , she accepted my wedding ring.

Heal her of her pain.
Comfort her with your sincerity.
Let her live a long, long time.

With this heart burden pain deep within side.

Like, I said, you owe me not a thing.
But accept my prayers concerning her.

Her inner strength is beyond measurement.
Sure, she put up a brave face around friends and kins.
But its only a pretense to not worry them.

She's hurting deep within.
I hear here when she cries.
I constantly see the tears within her eyes.

If I could.
Truly, if I could take her pain.
I would.
I truly would.
That's just how great she is to me.

And God you owe me not a thing.
More likely I owe you.
This is why I'm addressing my prayers daily and nightly toward to you?
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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