through all my troubles and mistakes
through all the lies and hate
cheating and running away from life
moment to moment I walk away
this is me
time and time again
gossip and pain
good intentions stab like knives
red blood flows from the wounds made by the deadly darts
dirty looks, jealousy, and rumors
created by crowds and those who were trusted
blinded by my own pain
I see those who wound me
pride creates walls
walls fall when earthquakes come
unintentional revenge is put away
as a guiding hand leads the other way
a still small voice tells me to put those weapons away
open eyes see their need
opened heart purposes and chooses to forgive
spirit come alive knows the need
for a savior who has carried my pain
savior you have given me freedom
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