My feeling of anguish is beyond me to defeat.
Lingering toxic thought poisoning my entire soul.
Hearsays, hearsays,
Lies, lies, lies
Mite be true, but hurtful.
Mite be false, hurtful still.
So hurtful that I can not trust myself to love.
In time maybe, i can be healed.
But In God’s time, in God’s time, my soul be would be
rested.
Oh God, release me from this anguish...
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