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I told you that

You don’t exist

To me anymore;

You begged to differ.



You were just waiting

For when I had

My defenses down,

And then you attacked.



You were ready like

A military mastermind

For when I thought

Everything was fine~



When I felt the

Blessings of the Lord

Flowing through

All parts of my life.



I am so weak,

So fragile in my faith

That I begin to doubt

The One who revived me.



I start to not trust

That His love is enough,

That I need validation

To value myself.



I thank God for

Keeping what I feel

I need from me to

Stop me from going astray.



He speaks His love

Over me when

I ask for His grace

In exchange for my scars.