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Chapter II · Poetry

Carried

i don’t know if i’ve ever believed in myself i’ve lost enough to realize my faith is gathering dust on the shelf i’ve gone so fast and realized my tires are leaving the ground i’ve been so close to death i can hear the flatline sound i’ve let some people take all that they can take from me i’ve given some parts of myself (i can’t get back) away for absolutely free you can’t see in the dark but my eyes are adjusted to it finger on the trigger the pain says “just do it” well I’m here to tell you Jesus said the darkness can’t have me He promises a purpose And He set me free He gives me hope for a future and blesses my feet He gives me tears for a reason wherever I am, He will meet so if you’re ever in the dumps and don’t know what to do reach out for Jesus and He will carry you through

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