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May 8, 2011

I was

I was a broken soul.
I was a scattered storm.
Till I found your face.


I had pain.
I had shame.
Till I found your face.


I was selfish.
I was betrayed.
Till I found your face.


God loves me.
God loves you.
I'll keep following.
Till I find your face.

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