Strongholds
Alcohol was my vice digesting evil spirits unaware at the time i was quenching GODS spirit. Eyes wide shut i couldn't see things clear drowning my sorrows in gallons of beer. A ticking time bomb i was bound to explode the kingdom of darkness made my heart turn cold. The almighty seen my pain put my life on track, with grace on chest with mercy on my back.
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