Child
Child hold on my hands can no longer expand to a distance to be must we both
pray together and say Gods grace child never once did i complain to the one who
died for our souls to now be free along with many other children in need who are
we as a society to complain never said it will always be in our dreams life is not
all what its crack up to be child we must pray always for a better day of Gods
grace shell my knees hit the ground my hands are bonded praying for a better
way for God to say its going to be ok
Copyright © Sarina Smith | Year Posted 2007
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