I stood at the edge
Ready to lose my soul
I had already lost hope
That was the last I was about to breathYou heard my loud thoughts
I had already got out of my feelings
I had worn my resigned heart
My vision was now blurryYou urged me to hang on in there
You brought hope in my life
I suddenly felt worthy
Now I know you are LoveI won't stop praising you
For you have been with me in my lowest
You raised me up, so high
Now everyone looks up to meWho am I to act normal
When my heart is filled with joy?
I will dance and make noise
They must know your nameLord, I pray into thee
Heal this world, raise its inhabitants
Let the whole race see your presence
Manifest yourself like you did to me.
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Let Me Marry My Mother
PoésieA collection of raw, captivating poetic pieces by Shem Ian