Maybe I’ve done life all wrong
Maybe it’s been my fault all along
Maybe I was a person I couldn’t even see
And the fingers I pointed should’ve been pointed at me
God are You there
God do You hear
My cries and my plea
To rest beside thee
Maybe I’ve done life all wrong
Maybe it’s been my fault all along
Maybe I was a person I couldn’t even see
And the fingers I pointed should’ve been pointed at me
God are You there
God do You hear
My cries and my plea
To rest beside thee
I can feel your heartbreak in this poem; lean on the Truth and not your feelings. One is reliable, the other not so much.
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Thank you Cecilia, good advice. 💖
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Your courage to be vulnerable gave me courage to post my story today. Thank you. ❤️
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Oh that is awesome Cecilia! Thanks so much for sharing this with me, I will read it today.
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