You watched me when I hated you
You saw me when I was broken beyond repair
You sent people anyways with words for hammers and gestures for nails
You gave me what I needed to escape the darkness, though I wouldn't recongnize you
You called on me and waited for me to answer, though I took my time
You know how much I've cried and how much I've messed up, though you love me reguardless
Still you wait for my all, for I have not learned how to give it to you
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We might not be able to give all because we are flesh and bone, but we can always point to the love that can. Warm welcome!
Very nice written. I enjoyed from the start to the end. Thanks for sharing.
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