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no need for questions or statements.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

when you fall apart, am I the reason for your endless sorrow?
there's so much to be said
with a broken heart, your walls can only go down but so low
but can you hear me when I call your name?
complicated situations are the makings of all that's wrong
&& I've been standing in the river of deliverance way too long
there's got to be a better way for me to say what's on my heart without leaving scars
so can you hear me when I call your name?

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