What I Ought Is Fought and Fought
Am doing what I should and ought;
Temptation off fought and fought;
Which is what I must always do;
Trouble was through and through.
In changing times remember me,
While God does set my soul free;
Though have been dying inside,
May have many things to hide.
My precious memories still persist;
Will add many more to my long list;
Was comprised of anguish and fear;
While wishing they did disappear.
Things often may be right or wrong,
Or could be simple same old song;
Do want to encourage and excite;
Wrote another poem want to invite.
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