Hey friends, So it is a bit uncomfortable to share the following with you as I am a beginner/not professional in my writing skills. At first I started writing a "rap" with a chorus and then I think it turned more into a poem or spoken word? Whatever this is, it's from my heart and I hope that it encourages and challenges. The Faces Of Pride I've been walkin' around with all sorts of bruises, life of wounds and wrong thinking, but to admit this my heart refuses 'cus PRIDE. Pride has many colors, many fingers and motives; to think I have immunity from any shade is just bogus. Self-pity, it is pride, and it's wanting to be noticed; it's feeling sad for myself that my beauty is below His. I've got these shackles in the way, oh God I pray take them away; every-time I seek your face it feels like you turn it away, God no! please stay! Don't abandon my soul to the grave, no, I know in Psalms you say, that you'...
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