Turth Or Truth

The day is done
You have chosen your cross
It is filled with hate
You must Carey it's weight
No Remorse
No Shame
How heavy it must be
This path is your choice
a manipulative voice
You can blame only you 
It's snare is of your own scheming
believe in the Lord 
It will prove redeeming 
Just know that we are praying
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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November 25, 2014 at 10:30 PM
I hope the person you wrote this about will turn to God and turn their life around. Sometimes they have to hit bottom before they see the light. I hope your prayers are answered, blessings Carl
Carey Avatar
December 4, 2014 at 11:29 AM
Thank you!! For your kind words and warm hugs
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