Woe is me
Bitter with self-pity
Who will love me but me
Or the God who I trust
He will set me free
From this bondage of sin
The darkness within
No, He will not let it win
He is just beginning
He will mend my broken wing
And fix me right up again
Using my brokenness into something
Something beautiful
Something hopeful
Something true
Something new
Someone who would say
I love you.
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