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Who I Am Today

They like This man Who I am today, but This old junkyard Brings back All my past I am not perfect Not it at all I killed a man With my bare hands What redemption exist in a man Lord, I put it all in your hands

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 12/20/2009 4:09:00 PM
Nice write! I appreciate this honest exposure. We all have killed others in a way, if not physically, spiritually, by either words or deeds that were of a destructive nature. God forgives the sincere. To undo the wrongs we have done, we have to serve those we hurt. Thanks for sharing, wishing you a merry Christmas and a happy, eventful new year 2010! Caroline.
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