Broken Dreams
WHEN I WAS YOUNG I DREAM OF MANY THINGS.BUT NOTHING IN LIFE IS WHAT IT SEEMS.NO ONE GIVES
BUT EVERYONE TAKES.IS THIS THE WORLD WE WISH TO MAKE.WHERE NOTHING IS REAL AND EVERYTHING
FAKE.WE NEED TO LEARN BEFORE ITS TO LATE.THAT DREAMS OR THINGS THAT WE SHOULD PERTAKE.NOT
FOR ONE,S SELF BUT EVERYONE SAKE.THE WORLD HAS FALLING OFF TRACK.WE MUST BAND TOGETHER TO
BRING IT BACK.THATS NOT FICTION BUT ITS A FACT.LIFTING TOGETHER GIVE,S ALL OF US A
STRONGER BACK.SO KEEP YOUR DREAMS INTACT .DON,T LET NOTHING THROW YOU OFF TRACK.THE CLOCK
IS TICKING AND ITS NOT TO LATE.TO GIVE JESUS A LITTLE TIME BEFORE THAT DATE.JESUS IS
COMING SO PLEASE DON,T WAIT.HIS WORDS ARE TRUE NONE ARE FAKE.IF WE ALL PULL TOGETHER WE
CAN KEEP IT STRAIGHT .
Copyright © Clarence Henderson | Year Posted 2011
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