now
there is
a sadness
that i just
can't explain
yeah
my insides
wanna so
let it rain
on the outside
but my
bruised
pride
still wants
to hide
the hurt
that really fuels
my work
or
my writing
yeah
so exciting
and
inviting
and
sad
at the same time
but Savior, where is my wine?
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