Single

When another heartache seems unimaginable and physically impossible,
When there is no place left in my heart that can be shattered more,
Another loss finds its way to my home
And rings the doorbell with a devious smile: “Hello Dear…”

Suddenly feeling as heavy as the Earth itself,
I slowly slide down to the old friend of mine – the floor –
And tightly close my quickly flooding eyes:

“Not my will, but Thine be done.”
“Not my will, but Thine be done.”
“Not my will, but Thine be done…”

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