THAT IT WILL BE THE LAST TIME
YOU SAY YOU LOVE ME,
AGAIN,
AND I WILL LOSE YOU,
AGAIN,
AND MY ALREADY
POOR
BATTERED
HEART
WILL BE TORN APART,
AGAIN.
BROKEN,
SHATTERED ALL OVER THE FLOOR,
AGAIN.
PSALM 4:23
ABOVE ALL ELSE,
GUARD YOUR HEART,
FOR
EVERYTHING
YOU
DO
FLOWS FROM IT.
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