I had been
Desperate
Searching
With glassy eyes
Broken
Breaking
Starving
Joy,
Joy where are you
I found her not
Consumed by pain
A slave to it
Stuffing it with tears
Always stuffing it's mouth
With tears
Lifting my eyes
Pulled from cocoon
For a little while
For once
My eyes looked to you
I prayed
You heard me
God, you saved me
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