I'm sorry for using you as a balm for my loneliness.
I'm sorry Lord for forgetting that only You can occupy that place in my heart.
I can't believe that I've forgotten what it was to be lonely like this.
We all live lives of quiet desperation.
To light a lamp in the darkness
And lead the lost from their corners
How far I've strayed
How good it is to remember.
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