broken hopes leave
scars across our hearts
dripping crimson drops that leave a trail
easy to follow for those who would look
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few would dare to see the misery
the pain and the hurt
that lives deep inside of you and me
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lives are maimed
while souls are chained
the blood that flows leaves us weak and dazed
we pray for healing carried on wings of faith
~Mark Schutter ©2014