I heard your quiet cry in the still
  of the night.
I saw the tears that you tried to hide.
I see all your scars.
I have scars too.
I can see your broken heart.
I am holding all the pieces in My hand.
You are now made whole.
You can hold onto Me.
I am not going to let you down.
You don't have to be afraid any more.
I am here, right here with you.
I am here, right here.
I am not going anywhere.
I will not leave you alone.
Oh child, My child.
You, My beloved.
You are Mine.

Scott David Buckley-(31/07/2012)

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