GOD, by angie
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people tell me i need god
i think it might be true
iv started praying every night
i noe its right to do
mabey he can help me out
cuz nuthing else will
i noe he sees it
how this pain can kill
i think he noes im trying
to make my was to him
but all the chances for this to work
seem extreamly slim
but im gonna keep trying
everythings moving to fast
ill keep up if i rememeber
only true hope dies last...
Angela
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Posted: 2005-05-08 01:50:29 UTC |
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