LEFT AT THE ALTAR

 

 

Words and prayers are written on a piece of paper trying to explain the situation.  And now there is nothing left.  Once again we find ourselves being left at the altar.  There’s a trace of faith left and it is fading fast.  We go on with hope.  It’s just the life we are given.

 

Find the royal we

as so thoroughly alone

we wander thru life

 

 

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