Psalm 69:20 Insults have broken my heart and left me weak, I looked for sympathy but there was none; I found no one to comfort me.
My heart broken and down to pieces,
I am breathing but it is hurt me.
If I could choose my destiny,
I even don't know what kind of destiny should I choose.
My heart broken and down to pieces,
I am crying but it releases nothing.
If I could turn my life back,
I even don't know in which phase, I should start.
My heart broken and down to pieces,
I don't know what to do...
Frankly say,... I want to die...
am I wrong?
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