You spend all of these hours hoping you made a change,
but then their actions expel your hopes,
and it begins to rain.
The light you provided slowly starts to fade.
Everything you created was never even made.
All that time invested quickly slips away,
through your fingers she falls
you thought she'd never sway.
But the winds of the world blew her far far away,
and now she is even worse than that very first day.
The very first day when time seemed to stand still
that encounter you had couldn't have been real.
Too magical, too spiritual, too great of a conversation,
she claimed to gladly forgo all of her former hesitation.
Recklessly she said she would plunge into God's love,
Signs were all right there must have been hands from above,
but in a flash, in an instant, it all disappeared,
leaving you hopeless, disappointed, and streaming down tears.
She had SO much potential. I wish that she could see,
but the things of the world mar her Divine beauty.
Christ is calling, crying, screaming out her name,
but she's been spiritually crippled,
and now she lays lame.
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