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Worker Bee

I paste a smile on so no one will see
The sorrow inside of me
Like a ship who was trying to flee
Who is now lost at sea
Even though I’m surrounded by people
Im still empty inside
Makes me realize the pain is real
Sometimes makes me wanna die.
But I realize that I can’t let him win
Because I don’t want my soul to end up in his bin
So I will fight in His Good Fight
And battle with all my might
For he did not save my life
Just for it to be caught in this strife.
I will get through this
Because of His bliss.
He has on me
His worker bee.





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