"Picking Up the Pieces"
- by Luke Putz
She was to me my only need,
And who each day I tried to live,
But then You snatched, stole her away.
You took what I had valued most
And kept her from me until then
When you could mend my broken heart.
The taste of my soul had been tart,
But now a change will come 'cause when
I am alone and feeling lost
You'll heal and save me as You say,
"Just put me first and I will give
To you what you both love and need."
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