Romans 5:8

my tongue was blue until you found me,

I was wasting my days with dirt on my face ,

blind from it all , the world became my personal space

I didn't understand at the time , I was running in place

until you extended your hand and you changed my name 

now my eyes can see and I can finally breath 

and I'm so happy that you found me



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