There is a pattern to hurt and despair. But a hurt so deep only God can repair. All of the hurt came from all there snares. But that is why God’s love needs to be shared. Cold and lost as they could be, mourning tormented with there plee. But If they saw there’s a God that lets people flee and by his love they are already free. Look up at the sky he says loved one up there and blue, didn’t you know i am always here and this is my clue. All the scars no one can relieve, look at my hands child that you must believe, i died and loved you just as you are, i made you strong loved and brave you will go far. There is hope along the way, so listen child don’t go astray, i am here and here to stay. ~Becca
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Onward~Becca 