“Despite of the uneven odds
Beauty lifts from the earth.”
These are the words
To an ethereal melody
Where Sleeping at Last
Paints with every word
My testimony
The lyrics so mesmerizing
As tears spill down my cheeks
For, I remember the day
My whole world split in two
And, even now
In the remnants of the storm
The darkness
Has made the light count
For my story
Despite of the uneven odds
Carries strength and hope
For a world
That must know
Even though she has not returned to me
In good health
And, forgiveness is the lesson
He cursed me to learn
The burden he handed me
Has forced me to see
That darkness exists
To make God’s light
Truly count
So, that one day
When eternal light breaks through
All glory will be to the promise
That committed itself to the truth
Where despite of the uneven odds
Beauty arose from ashes
And, my story heals on
JM Books Co. 
Beautiful ❤
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Thank you, darling.
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“ my story heals on” soooo goood
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Thanks! If you’ve never heard Uneven Odds by Sleeping at Last, give it a listen! It’s the number one song that I can relate to word per word…if I could give my testimony a song, it would be Uneven Odds. That’s why I wrote the poem, to convey that. ❤️
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Just listened to the song this morning! I can see why you live this artist, you just made a fan out of me
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Yay! 💛💛💛
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