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Apr 2016
Jesus, they judge me.
You love me.
Jesus, they harsh.
You loving.

In my quiet solitude you put my hurt to rest.
I confess my worse to you.
You encourage me to see my best.

Jesus, they pretend.
You're real.
Jesus, you're my inspiration.
My source to survive any situation.

Especially negatives vibes tossed at me.

Jesus, you adore me.
Truly, love me.
For that I thank you.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
(united states)   
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