I'M Christ
All I think about is been with Christ
Live my life outside the dice
Understanding that He paid the price
So my sin wouldn’t be mispriced
All I do is get myself into trouble
Hovering around me like bubble
I wish I could be humble
Saving myself from this jumble
All I live for now is becoming like Christ
So I and Christ could be splice
So all my hurting could be iced
What remains is for me to entice others.
Copyright © Osazee Johnson | Year Posted 2010
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