For you I let my heart spill with love and prayers
we dont ask for these things in life
the poor do not ask to be poor
the oppressed to not ask to be oppressed but yet here we are
placed in this bucket like crabs not allowing the next to get out because that is the way it goes
my heart goes out to you
all of you
the young
the still growing
the old
the ones who think they know
the ones that have no idea
the ones who have passed
the ones who have lost someone dear
the ones who are trapped in this invisible metaphorical birdcage of a life that keeps us in a place we did not ask for
my heart pours out to you
this love which is his love flowing through me i share with you
in the hopes of giving courage strength and faith
my heart goes out to you so that you may give your heart to someone else and share this love that is his love that is eternal love
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