Paper. Mosit with raindrops from my face. Filled with, hurt and emotionwith this, pen I write with. Been through Hell in my lifetime, I spend my time sitting at the table writing rhymes. Cause' nobody cares like You do. This is my, this my letter to You.
All the things Ive been through, never had nobody to run to, this is my Letter to You. This is my letter to You.
Dear Lord, My life keeps writing with every word indeed. Every glance at her. Every form of speech. They dont know You, who only speak about it. Their hearts are far from You and they're weak in knowledge. That You made the skies, hearts and angels. You came to die, embodied grace to strangers. So let my letter be more than the words I speak. But obeying You, my fragrant offering. You were always there, fixing what's inside of me. You said, "Here's my Spirit. Ill never leave." So with every song, let me write with love. Sincerely yours, a sinner hidden in Your Son.
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