They say victory is won with blood, sweat and tears.
Well I cried and almost died.
And I'm still here.
In battle we come out with a few bruises.
Perhaps even a lost limb or two.
Well I fought and continued to trust,
And God sees me thru.
Wearing emotions just beneath the surface
I bleed raw.
It's just an old wound,
Not a new scar
I can still claim victory,
While I'm holding broken me
Although in small pieces, my smile covers so u don't see
I can still claim Victory is on my side,
I was struggling in pain awake late one night,
No one but God around to witness this sight.
To try to deliver a being without life.
between the two of us, we created three,
somehow thru it all it still remains just me
And I still claim victory.
I can still claim victory
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