dear god...
please-
please help me.
I hurt so bad still.
I want to hurt so bad still.
I feel so alone and unloved
I cry- weeping.
maybe I deserve it?
Because I steal and cheat
and lie and curse.
Maybe that is why you do not answer.
I come to you now on my knees
at my weakest and lowest point.
Matthew 7:7
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