Why do I keep giving my blessings away

God has given me everything,

His Will is my way,

but I keep giving it away,

I know right from wrong

I know how to be strong

but I keep giving it away

my heart is in the right place

but I keep it in another space

What’s the sense in having a blessing

When all you do is give it away.

My love, my precious love

My soul, my precious soul

Should mean more to me than precious gold

Now that I grow old

I think back to all the lost

all the lost

what a cost?

the waste

the empty space in my heart

that I can not replace

Now I have to live.

for a better day,

Do things

in a better way

Make a choice

not to lose.

My soul.

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