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I use to ponder why so much pain for me Lord? Now, today, I think I finally comprehend. My band aids are symbols of survival. My pain silences cries of Death & plays a cheerful symphony with the essence of revival. Look in my soul and see my pain. See my retries & see my faith. Find the sunshine In my rains. You can either use your distress, or waste it. Recycled tears -Dash Pinder
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Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 1:21 PM UTC
Recycled Tears
I use to ponder why so much pain for me Lord? Now, today, I think I finally comprehend. My band aids are symbols of survival. My pain silences cries of Death & plays a cheerful symphony with the essence of revival. Look in my soul and see my pain. See my retries & see my faith. Find the sunshine In my rains. You can either use your distress, or waste it. Recycled tears -Dash Pinder
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Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 1:21 PM UTC
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