Feelings

THE WORLD IS DYING AND NO ONE CARE.I THOUGHT WE WERE ALL TO SHARE.NOT LEAVE SOME NAKED AND
BARE.WITH NO FOOD OR CLOTHES TO WEAR.AND BY GOD WE ALWAYS SWEAR.BUT NEVER OFFERING A HAND
OR PRAYER.ONLY DOING WHAT YOU DARE.LIVING IN FEAR AND GOING NO WHERE.LEAVING THE WORLD TO
ITS SELF OUT THERE.MAYBE ONE DAY WHEN WE LEARN.IT WILL BE TO LATE TO BE CONCERN.THAT ALL
WE HAD TO DO WAS TAKE OUR TURN.BEFORE WE ALL BURN.JUST KNEEL AND PRAY. AND ASK SOME ONE TO
SAY.PLEASE GOD HELP ME TODAY....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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