Lord, sweet Lord;
bless us with the Wrath of Your Love.
Let there be
rain and wind and cold and blazing sun.
Let there be
heartbreake and blisters and suffering and pain.
But Lord, sweet Lord;
You know how weak I am:
So please, please;
no more than I can handle.
AMEN
Trailor Trash
12 years ago
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