wound
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GOD'S LOVE FOUND A WAY
God's love found a way
Long before the earth was made
Though Satan and his angels fell
God's love found a way
If ever,
One day
Your children
Find the love letters
I’ve wrote you
Tell them
This is the type of love
They should search
Far and wide for
Someone to teach them
Strolling the dark street /
I’m walking with a cold gaze /
Have I declared defeat... /
running through life's maze? /
I remember a phrase /
“Mend the wound, Forbid distress” /
I wonder what it’s like to go through the death of a loved one. A lifelong friend, a sibling, a parent, a lover. One day here, the next gone. Maybe there were warning signs, maybe there were none.
Shells bursting is the only din.
The dirt launched up from the moist ground.
My vision is blinded by the light.
I must withstand. Even despite
The fact that I cannot be found.