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God

Lord this soul needs your service.

Thirst prevails,

Loneliness seems to persist.

But where is my love?

These eyes can’t take more of this darkness.

These arms are wide open.

Perhaps I’m too blind to see what’s right before these eyes.

Is love really that complicated?

God, May she have no pride to push me away,

May she be the one who would rather die for us.

Lay her before these eyes,

Help us grow closer in love forever.

10/08/2014

BY MR S ZULU

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