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Take My Hand

Do you hear me when i call Come to me i wont let you fall From your prison you will be free Take my hand and stand with me Drying away your tears you cry Make a choice not to die Just come to me take my hand Together proud we will stand Trust my words they are true I am really there for you Leave this prison that you know No more drugs just say no So turn away and look ahead Take my hand before your dead

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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