blade of lies
cuts like knives
tears the flesh
merciless lash
forget the fallen things
let Him mend your broken wings
find grace at His throne
for that is your Home
find strength to release
in forgiving, find peace
there is a gift
your father has lovingly prepared
precious, genuine and rare
a prince with a heart after His
to share life with you and eternal bliss
his heart you will inhabit
there'll be a heavenly deposit
of His love for you in him
to love you right
his heavenly bride
He'll turn your ashes to beauty
you'll be free
from this hurt and pain
in earthly losses you'll find heavenly gain
i've been there,
so don't despair
He never fails, even when they do
His heart is still full of you
so rejoice as He bottles your tears
soon your mourning will turn to joy
His love will sublime your fears
then get ready
to meet that boy
for my friend who broke her heart today. don't bother picking up the shattered bits. get a new heart.
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on a lighter note,
mum: wah, that david's son writes very well.
me: which david?who's david's son?
mum: solomon lor!
yes, my mum talks like we know him very well. oh, and solomon too. we're this close to calling him sol for short.
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