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After you meet God
after you see what He's all about
after you let go
of the bitterness, frustration, hesitation and doubt
why do you turn back?
You see I want to blame it on you
I want to hold it against you
but every time you hurt me a bit of my heart
reflects off of you
and the gleam of hatred pierces my perception
and I see no beauty
in the way I feel
I see no beauty
in the way I think
I see no pure smile
or hope for an exciting day
all I see is a while
trying to get over something you say
or something you do
or something I say
or something I do
the way I am
the way I'd like to be
the way I am
the way I'd like to be
After you meet God
why do you turn back?
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