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He Is Still My Dad

Although struggling through the strife and strain , wanting to laugh and smile, but just being able to cry and frown instead. Feeling lost and confused, not knowing where I am or where I am going sometimes, to be honest really scares me. Feeling a whole lot of emotions all at once, is really scary. I know that following the lord aint no walk, in the park sometimes its light and sometimes its dark. The rough with the smooth, the good with the bad, but no matter what happens I know one thing I cling to him because He is still my Dad Amen Written by John Robert Bones 10/4/13 @ 22.33 pm

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