We can’t take back the time we spend,
It’s gone forever now,
And we all mess up, we all fall down;
Not one of us is perfect.
So hit the ground and hit it hard,
Feel the pain and lose your breath
But when the numbness hits
And you fight to stand
Pray to God to make it right.
Dust yourself off, and let the bruises fill.
”Dear Father, I need you”
I’m such a helpless fool.
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