Disappointment is a cold and cruel knife
Its pain is one we all must sometimes bear
It carves and shapes us as we go through life
But pain can never quench the power of prayer
Feet may trample on the dreams that die
Sorrow bleeds; invisible and red
Disappointed tears may dim the eye
But they cannot keep a prayer from being said
J~
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