So strong, so painful
and everything I seek,
I run to and fro
aching and wanting,
just begging
being a beggar
needing Your love.
I hold out my hand
as the closed fist
to hurt
as much as I need,
taking everything I want
just because I can
and leaving,
leaving it all to chance.
Everything spinning,
everything breaking down
with all the pain
and all of the taste.
What can I say?
What can I do?
I'm just a beggar on the outside
needing love
and needing You.
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