#80 A Flawed Bunch Of People
Flawed, you and I. So bad it hurts. An injury sustained by lack of information I can understand.
An injury with the full knowledge of the afflicter, it really hurts.
That day at service, when I was right in front, I couldn't bear to jump around and praise God because of that pain in my heart. But when I prayed, it healed me and I became alive again. Now left here in the dark, it hurts and hurts and it just hurts.
Words don't make a difference at this point. Miracles do.
And I'm not emo.
An injury with the full knowledge of the afflicter, it really hurts.
That day at service, when I was right in front, I couldn't bear to jump around and praise God because of that pain in my heart. But when I prayed, it healed me and I became alive again. Now left here in the dark, it hurts and hurts and it just hurts.
Words don't make a difference at this point. Miracles do.
And I'm not emo.
posted by Windez at 8:29 AM
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