Waves By Camryn Scott With each crashing wave, My soul tears apart Out goes the tide, And out goes my heart The crashing is endless, The pounding is fierce Consistency lingers, All hopes to pierce
What is life, If pain never ends? Is victory fable Or is numbing to mend The constant battle Promised to us As long as life continues In sin, to dust?
There is assurance, Tribulation will come
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