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Your broken to pieces

Your thrown to parts,

Your life is in shambles,

And what’s LEFT of your heart.



Your tattered and torn, and shattered and worn

Your broken to pieces, and pieces to mourn.



Your flame of pride, extinguished

Like a torch, smothered down

And now you relinquish,

Your righteous crown.



Your smile used to be, MILES wide

But now it’s a frown, and your face can’t hide

All of that shame and incompetence,

Now you won’t pay your self one cent of penance.



The shackles of sorrow, adorn your feet

A thousand tons weight, shows your defeat.

The chains of pain, around your breast

Drag on, tired soul, you cannot find rest.





Your broken to pieces

Your thrown to parts,

Your life is in shambles,

And what’s LEFT of your heart.



Broken to pieces, ground to bits

Crumbled to ashes, as are your wits.

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust,

The chains of pain, are starting to rust.

Smashed to nothing, ‘till your soul finds respite

In the church of grief, you’re the acolyte…





Your tattered and torn, and shattered and worn

Your broken to pieces, and pieces to mourn.



Bound to walk on, your endless stride

Gallop on, your endless ride

Broken to pieces, torn in two

But never forget, there is STILL hope for you.



In your darkest hour, there is always hope,

In the church of hope, you just might be the pope.