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There’s a lonely
past the wishing,
that someone else was near..
It feels a lot like emptiness,
a bitter taste like fear..
A place so dark that stars are lost,
so deep the heart is crushed..
A cold and rough remembrance,
that you can never trust.
You wonder how you got here,
what lies you so believed,
that you gave away your precious time
and spent the gift He gave.
I always knew
His love is true,
and carries every stone..
But when I hear your lying tongue,
I find myself alone.
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