broken but not afraid. But I watch promises of perfection, fading faster everyday. Tragedy and loss make up this cold reality. Our lives are defined by struggle
is lost, the death of hope... NO!!! Behold the Archegos, Savior of the lost. He anchors us to shore, with strength our weight, he bore. The grip of death defined, by
Before I judge you maybe I should stop and hear your words. Discussion is a lost cause replaced by both sides drawing swords. Our generation, so eager
My God, my God, Heavenly Father! I feel forsaken. Disgrace and shame consume me. Eternal night now reigns. Daylight engulfed by shadows, I pray to end
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end. But finding purpose in the pain will shatter doubt and help you persevere. To conquer fear you must admit that weakness is your strength. Realize that by
Withered and broken man. So fragile, so frail, so undignified by standards. But they will never break him. He has found his place. This harmless hero
FALL, ARISE, RESTORE.
pride. We're lead astray, our minds decay. The heart descends into depravity. Condemned by unfaithfulness - betrayed beliefs we professed. Deceived by
m sinking deeper into a life completely void. Now I see what I truly am, nothing but a coward. Am I damned? I'm not alone. Embraced by hope. I wanted
with) - Hate for hate striking back with vengeance Revenge, my only allegiance, in a world that mocks my existence. God, can you hear your creation? Surrounded by
