I can't tell a soul, I can't say a word. Okay I will protect him.. but who's going to protect me? Who ever asked whether I was okay. Yes I know I'll be fine, but who's caring? Not that I need someone, but the fact that, I was the one being used & taken advantage of, yet cause he's the straying one, he's naturally more important. I understand. But I could use some love yknow. Of course, there's always God, &he's always enough. *sigh*

Oh! precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow;
No other fount I know,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

What can wash away my sin?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus;
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

This is all my hope and peace,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus;
This is all my righteousness,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

Glory! Glory! This I sing
Nothing but the blood of Jesus,
All my praise for this I bring
Nothing but the blood of Jesus

“I’m here to comfort you, love you, care for you. I’ll always have your back. I’m here remember. Keep moving, don’t let negative thoughts get to you.”

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