Alone again
On no one to depend
Jealousy eating at their soul
Their envy unable to control
Unable to lie
Hatred in their eye
Feeling numb
Object of their disdain, I've become
No feeling of want
Continuing to taunt
Faith my guide
No despair inside
A feeling of contentment
No time for resentment
The Lord my shield
His words, the sword I wield
His love keeps me strong
Till I find a place I belong
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