YOU ARE PRECIOUS π
It hurts to be counted out, In the days, People murder , Your self confidence, Like they are a hero, They purposely, Put a boulder, In your way, To make you stumble, But, GOD protected you, Because HE, Is your hero, So you exercise how, To be, Grateful and humble, You are precious, Even if, The whole world, Messes with ya, In your flaws, You are a diamond π, GOD will, Go to war, For you, Because HE is the only ONE, That sits that high, Yes, only GOD, Man.
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