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Released,Deceased,Increasesd Pt2

And lets not forget 16, wicked n mean, knew when i was on the scence, job corp cause i seen the green, doing things thirty yr olds never seen, breaking things, like hearts with recycled rings, empty promises and thrown away dreams, car crash ambulance took me off the scene, turned mean, slicing things, still carry the scar on me, yet it still wasn't clear to me that i was deteriorating like a baby tooth from a cavity, almost like if the Lord let me be, self beatings so crazy guess that's why he had mercy on me... Became a beast, Down south- wandering drunk-in misery i sunk- forgot i was dunked-lite on my feet, fell on my knees, screamed, looked in front of me, jus to see, i fell out in the street, in front of a church with no just one cross but three, started to release, forgive me, 23, and i know this isn't the life You had for me, how could i disgrace Thee, Lord have mercy never meant to betray Thee, kill whatever's inside me, who needs a team, they can care less bout me, felt a breeze, movement in the trees, four years later went to conference conquered things, repented read poetry, after i began to plead, truly believed, felt His grace & mercy, salvation received, stamped the death certificate n put ceased, next to all the altered egos created by the old me... Now i stand tall, no longer stall, wanting it all, knowledge understanding wisdom love n patience until I'm called, in the end i know its gonna be a ball, but until then-daily i die to sin and on His name i call, lead me use me move me correct me if i fall, not of this world, no longer with God do i brawl, first Ieshaw decided to release, then Shawn deceased, now through the CHRIST in me, finally GodzPo3tic1 increased!

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