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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I built my life around a thousand lies, each lie came with a thousand cries. I know in life we all taste but one death, as the years went by I lost my spiritual breath. The things I did and the words I said, is what got me shot with a bullet lodged in my head. The forces of evil encamp around my soul with there deadly aroma, for the past ten years I've been hooked to this bed, stuck in a coma. I use to believe happiness was in my worldly possessions, but now I have nothing left except these simple confessions. Even my friends and my family have come to be forsaken, an atmosphere of depression clouds my mind that has been so mistaken. Everything in my life has been done in vain, I can't move! I can't speak! I need deliverance from this pain. If only I could tell someone to read me the Bible, everyday the answer to my sorrow is only three feet away sitting on the table. I lay here at night, all of the darkness surrounding me, Then the Bible lights up for only me to see. The glow is like a call, yelling to be picked up, the words in it's pages is the water I need to fill this cup. The biggest regret I have about my foolish past, I took God for granted always placing him last. Now my spirit yearns to learn more of Gods word, It's to bad my body has been cut from his merciful cord. How many years must I endure in this calamity? Someone has to realize my spirit still lives within this physical vanity. I can hear the voices of those who have no respect for God in there chatter, Don't you people know it's all about God, Nothing else matters.
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