A wound so deep, A hurt so huge, Your loss saddens his heart, and tears start flowing down, those that are the apples of his eye. But no hurt is too deep, no wound to huge, that he can't mend, He is healer, but all he longs is for you... For you... for you to seek refuge in him, for you to find strength in him, for you to love once again, for you to stand up again and worship him. Oh man. this is random but I did a break from doing R-formula. I going siao le!! Oh man.. Make me study for an hour!! LOL... Don't ask me why the poem so random, maybe becoz I random. Idk?? Well, but this poems those reflects my thoughts. And what I know of him. I might not know all, I might be to lousy to comprehend his imba-ness, and glorious majesty but I know he is my strength, my healer and Saviour. I think you all will again ask me why I write so emo poems. I am not. I am telling myself to embrace it with open hands. No more running, no more hiding le!! Time to let the wound be healed. Ok, some ...