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The Human Condition
I walk this world with the cover of a ghost
The one I asked to be my host
A link to a world I can not see
A way for you to be apart of me
With every free gift there is a condition
This messenger is sent to carry out your mission
Some days I wish to ignore and savor the temptations of life
But there you are to quench my thirst with a piercing knife
Some days I wish to rip it from my skin
Regretting the day I ever let you in
Some days I wish to revel in my desires
Willing to stand up and scream Hell to the fire
A voice creeps through the selfishness and greed
"Never will leave or abandon my child, for through me you will find all that you need"
I fall to the floor in sweet surrender
Thanking the Lord above for my Savior
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