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Author: Elisha Syed
Amidst the orderly lines I’m here
Small voices
Multiple conversations
And I’m here
In unison
But maybe by comparison
I’m stuck
Dumbstruck
Maybe just trying to deny
Maybe just trying to hide
These tears in my eyes
Because it can’t make sense to you
For me to cry
What is it inside?
And the gears start turning and churning
Rotating without breaking
And I can no longer deny
The love I’ve been given
A chance for forgiveness
And I’m only transparent to Him
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I remember how you were feeling exactly when you wrote this.. Masha’Allah!!
Love you for the sake of Allah <3 <3.
My fav line is 'and I can no longer deny, the love I'v been given'