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Inspire to Stay


I lost myself a while ago I lost myself because I lost all hope. Still, slowly, I try and stand Though I fall and fall, I will never land Because in the depths of my heart I know I can do this God as my witness, I know I’ll get through this. Forgive me if I sometimes I wish to die But sometimes I tire of standing and prefer to lie… Still I cry because it is not my time, But to wish away a gift that He has given me Makes me think irresponsibly. He hasn’t given up on me… Neither should I, you, she or he.
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