January 13

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five minute friday :: middle

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In the north of the city
I thought I’d faint as I drove
You left and you were angry
I passed by some mangrove

Driving straight from work
Feeling thirsty and hungry
Trying not to go berserk
Just come, you said with a plea

With wise counsel, I found it
Praise the Lord, as I’d say thanks
Let’s talk before we quit
Let’s fill up our blanks

But this is the middle of nowhere
An empty carpark in the wilderness
Anything could happen in the square
You said you’d protect me as promise

We talked, we cried, we made up
We said we can have another go
As long as there’s no breakup
We said sorry and let love grow

For: five minute friday :: middle {plus a retreat survey!}