By my wounds I set you apart
still you take me for granted
and it's breakin' my heart
Now your lip service fails
'cause you trample my blood
Though I bought you with nails
and the love that made me bleed
is enough for you always
no matter what it is that you think you're gonna need....
Patrina, God has blessed you with an incrediable ability to put your heart on paper! Hugs, Teresa
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