Walking in the Grip of Grace
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
Invisible
I often lie on my bed wishing this wasn't true.
This person who stole your heart seems to have replaced it for you.
There was a time when all that's happened would have been unthinkable,
But finally the truth is plain for all to see: I am now invisible.
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