#BreathOfLife
#BreathOfLife
The quakes begin in my fingertips
And erupts through my nerves
The walls begin to wobble
As my vision goes to blurs
I repeat my mantra for sanity sake
As feel the sweat sliding down my face
God, i need rescuing from this place
This shame is deeper than the last case
My Grace He whispers...
Then breathes it down, through my torn up soul
Stitching up the ragged holes
Distributing a soothing calm
With peace and joy being the balm
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The quakes begin in my fingertips
And erupts through my nerves
The walls begin to wobble
As my vision goes to blurs
I repeat my mantra for sanity sake
As feel the sweat sliding down my face
God, i need rescuing from this place
This shame is deeper than the last case
My Grace He whispers...
Then breathes it down, through my torn up soul
Stitching up the ragged holes
Distributing a soothing calm
With peace and joy being the balm
© All Rights Reserved