Golden Talent
taken away from my belongings,
forgive me for crying out loud,
I am the one to fight back not to quite
.
I am not about to go back my future is ahead not behind,
I resign my self to you God, please help me out.
I am done crying , I am hoping for batter things,
batter friends and future.
I am here alone fighting for my resurrection, lord I am your servant.
I surrender to you now
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