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I FEEL NO PAIN.ALL THINGS ARE IN VAIN.WHY DO WE COMPLAIN.WHEN THINGS CONTINUE TO REMAIN.IS
EVERYONE INSANE.ARE WE ALL LIKE ABEL AND CAIN.KILLING ONE ANOTHER FOR WHAT WE CAN GAIN. A
WEIGHT TIDE TO YOUR SOUL LIKE A HEAVY CHAIN.RUSTED BY BLOOD AND STAIN.THAT WILL CONTINUE
TO DRAIN.YOUR LIFE IN PAIN.
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TRUE PAIN IS BEING AFRAID TO DIE,
NOT
KNOWING WHATS BEYOND THE SKY,
TRUE PAIN IS
FEELING THE HURT OF OTHER,
BEFORE PUTTING THEM
DOWN FOREVER UNDER COVER,
TRUE PAIN IS SEEING
THROUGH THE EYES OF THE BLIND,
WONDERING WHY THE
WORLD IS SOME UNKIND,
TRUE PAIN IS WATCHING A LOVE
ONE DIE,
WHEN ALL YOU CAN DO IS CRY,
TRUE PAIN IS IN THE MIST OF THE BATTLE FIELD,
WHEN ALL AROUND YOU PEOPLE ARE BEING KILLED,
TRUE PAIN IS WHEN A MOTHER GIVES BRITH TO A
CHILD,
THEN HAS TO WATCH HIM GROW UP TO TURN WILD,
TRUE PAIN IS LIVING THROUGH ALL OF THIS,
WHEN ALL WE HAD TO DO IN THE FIRST PLACE WAS GIVE A HUG OR A KISS,
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TO MOST PEOPLE LIFE IS BUT A DREAM, NEVER TRULY KNOWING WHAT IT MEAN, WE ALL
START OUT WITH GOOD INTENTION,BUT WHINE UP DYING WITH OUR NEW INVENTION,NEVER CARING WHAT
COME AFTER, AS LONG AS WE HEAR CHEERING AND LOUD LAUGHTER,FORGETTING THE SMIPLE THINGS IN
LIFE,BECAUSE WE ARE TO BUSY PAYING THE PRICE,NEVER TRULY RELIZING, THERE MORE TO LIFE THEN
SOCILIZING ,THERE WILL COME A TIME , EVEN FOR MAN KIND,TO STAND AND FACE,WE ARE ALL ONE
RACE,AND THE ONLY THING WE SHOULD CHASE, IS GOD LOVE MERCY AND GRACE, BY CLARENCE
HENDERSON,,,,
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THE SKY IS BRIGHT.THOUGHT I WAS LIVING RIGHT.NOW I,M LOSING MY SIGHT.IT LEAVES ME FULL OF
FRIGHT.IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT.BECAUSE NOW I,M OLD AND I CAN,T FIGHT.
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IN THE BEGINNING I WAS STRONG ,FEELING THE POWER I COULD DO NO WRONG,TAKING THE ROAD
THAT TOOK ME FAR FROM HOME,PUTTING ME ON A PATH I WOULD TRAVEL ALONE,LOOKING BACK AT ALL
THE MILES, HOW DID I FACE ALL THOSE TRIALS ,STRUGGLING THROUGH TIMES OF PAIN ,WONDERING
NOW I MUST HAVE BEEN INSANE, NEVER FEARING WHAT WAS TO COME,I ALWAYS KEPT MY BODY NUMB
,BELIEVING IN MY HEAD, I WAS ALREADY DEAD,NOW I SEEK A BETTER WAY,TO FIND THAT LIGHT TO
BRIGHTENING MY DAY,
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THEY LOOK UPON US WITH DISTASTE,
CONSIDERING US
NOTHING BUT WASTE,
NOT KNOWING THE DEPTH OF THE
STRESS WE HAVE KEEPING UP THE PACE,
OR THE
DISTANCE WE RUN EVERY DAY JUST TO STAY IN THE RACE,
NEVER STOPPING TO OFFER A HAND,
BUT WILL
QUICKLY KICK YOU IF THEY CAN,
BECAUSE YOU
HAVE THE BRAND,
IN THEIR EYES IS NOTHING TO
UNDERSTAND,
WE ARE NOT PART OF THEY,ER WORLDLY PLAN,
SO AS PINK FLOYD SAYS SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAMOND,
BEFORE THEY TRY TO DO YOU LIKE PETER, PAUL AND SIMON
I
YOU KNOW FRIENDS OF JESUS,,,,
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SOMETIMES I,M NOT SURE IF I AM LIVING OR DYING.
SOMETIMES I,M NOT SURE IF I,M LAUGHING OR CRYING.
SOMETIMES I,M NOT SURE IF I AM EATING OR STARVING.
SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE NOT BEING BOTHER.
SOMETIMES
I FEEL LIKE I,M IN THE LAND OF THE MORNING STAR.
SOMETIMES I FEEL I HAVE NOT BEEN A GOOD FATHER,
SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE WALKING AWAY.
SOMETIMES I
HAVE NOTHING TO SAY.
SOMETIMES I JUST WISH I
COULD FINE MY PLACE.
SOMETIMES I JUST HIDE MY
FACE.
BUT AT ALL TIMES I WILL SHOW LOVE,MERCY
AND GRACE.
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HOW FAR ARE YOU WILLING TO GO.
EVEN TO DIE
FOR WHAT YOU KNOW.
JESUS TOLD US FROM THE START.
YOU MUST BE WILLING TO DO YOUR PART.
,
DID HE SAY NOW I GIVE AND NOW I TAKE.
JUST BECAUSE YOU MADE A MISTAKE.
.
HE DOES NOT WISH FOR ANYONE TO BURN,
BECAUSE WE HAVE NOT LEARNED,
TO LOVE THY BROTHER AND OUR SAVIOR,
THEN WE
WILL ALL HAVE GOD FAVOR,
HOW FAR ARE YOU WILLING TO GO.
GO,,,,,,,
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AS I LAY IN SLUMBER.
I OFTEN DREAM AND WONDER. WE
SHOULD ALL BE MORE HUMBLE.
WHAT LIFE WILL BE LIKE OVER YONDER.
THE
WORLD IS BALLED UP IN A BUNDLE, WHO WILL UNTANGLE ALL THAT ASUNDER.
AMISS ALL THE LIGHTING AND THUNDER. ARE WE JUST GOING TO SIT AND
PONDER.
WHILE THE WORLD IS PULLED UNDER.
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I CALL BUT NO ONE HEAR.I LOOK BUT NO ONE,S NEAR.I AM ALL ALONE I FEAR.I,M LOSING ALL I
HOLD DEAR.WILL ANYONE EVER APPEAR. TO HELP ME FINE MY WAY CLEAR.HOPEFULLY SOMETIME THIS
YEAR.AND NOT JUST PASS BY HERE.
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