I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow.
A wave tossed in the ocean.
A vapor in the wind.
Still You hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling,
And You told me who I am.
I am Yours.
JUST BY BEING MY VERY NORMAL, WONDERFUL SELF, I MAKE BITCHES EXTREMELY INSECURE.
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