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Stay Away From Me

I told those sorry Gods of men if u don't help me All my stuff is gone They did not care they did not hear I thought they were my friend. I trusted them What a joke was I In the trash all God's stuff went for lack of a little storage shed rent; men of god u say u cheat and steal and lie Stay Away from Me. Keep your silver keep your gold away from me and all that u hold You think you stink users and abusers u are and worst of all in the name of God I see right thru your lies and deceit; u will get just what u reap And so will I Don't follow me u are lost and I AM Free u throw me out u spy on me Just keep my stuff AND STAY AWAY FROM ME... graydye 5-23-15

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