When the words I miss you
Seem trite and lack full parallel
To the sea of unspoken words
That have been out of time to say
Where prayer seems like a better way
Of talking
Silence slowly breaks
To make room for what we thought we knew
But became deathly afraid of
God is bigger than our past
God's love is deeper
Than the false representations
That turned and deceived
Out of our hands
God's love is stronger
Than any force
Seeking to break us
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