Broken Puzzles

In a unforgiving
train of thought
I lay my head
to weep
upon my pillow
Which comforts me
on the horizons
of my mind
I put together
of broken pieces
and never realize
How many of them
are missing.

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We all are fallen
Fallen from heaven
Not what we're supposed to be
But some are forgiven
And can keep living
If I show the love given to me
"Why would God allow...?"
Questions asking how
Pale next to His grace
More like, "why am I not dead?"
His love in my head
Radiates off of my face

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