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There's a grave in my way. Lord I am out here, Pave a way things i cannot see attack me, save me today "OOH LORD" Daily knees to the dirt as I pray, surrounded by lost souls, Iam puzzled seeming like I lost my virtue at the crossroads My feet have sunk deep in Africas potholes Nobody care, because nobody is here. the grieving stare as I languish in my demise Lord, open the skies, and make a way for my rise open my eyes, So I see them that curse my name blame and frame my name... Lord make all things the same please!! my life and my dreams.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 4/4/2012 9:23:00 PM
Eric, a truly deep poem .. have yourself a wonderful night :-) always PD
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Eric Zivanai
Date: 4/4/2012 10:03:00 PM
OOOH, THANK YOU pd. IM GREATFUL.. MUCH LOVE, GOD BLESS YOU

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