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Friday's Savior


Leaning on the wall

thought I was alone

scared and hopeless

wanting to go home.

 

a message from you

brought me faith

the wores that you wrote

made this smile on my face

 

you ended to the wounds

that others had caused

you performed mircales

asking for no applause

 

too humble of a person

for a sinner like me

forever in debt

and grateful I'll be.

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