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A lost sheep wondering blind.
As darkness fell from a dreary sky.
Hate,evny, malice and lies.
Screaming to the lord: Oh tell me why.
At that point I felt like death should arrive.
Then on my knees I fell and cried;
deliver me and my wondering life.
As grace abound your love you gave; then I was saved with past sins..
To be justified by my first love.
Enduring favor from up above.
Now the journey begins with commitment and trust.
Please don't worry this is no lust.
You died and rouse so all could believe; yet and still this world is so deceived.
You rescued me to shine your light; to bring your sheep from wandering at night.
Oh, what a love that comes from up above.
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So many thoughts; so many enemies.
who can I trust with no one to befriend me.
IT'S FUNNY HOW SITUATIONS ARISE ....
people smile in you face
but tell so many lies.
Yet no one is here to here my cries...
My laughter grows yet deep down inside.
I'm locked in a cage filled with so much rag.
when the man I love is caged like a beast, no word or no release
my children alone in other people's home
lost in the world yet I am free.
I am free to be me...
Will anyone understand this is not me..
I yearn for love that sets me free
my husband, my children only makes me me.
They could never see through my eyes when I speak to lost past this pain I have
reached.
They are just blind to the fact. when all they could do is release what makes me me.
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I never meant a world so cold; with so much hate and nothing to hold.
Who am I, just another story untold.
As time goes by; I watch my life unfold.
No one said this world was so cold.
No friends, no family but still I am bold.
My head up high; at night I may cry.
So many words yet still I can't speak.
Now I know what my mom tried to teach:
"What goes around, comes around".
Yet still I can't reach the peak in my happiness that no one can teach.
What happened to the joy in my speech.
No one ever said this world was so cold.
The hate,the lies, the sad goodbyes.
Then the moment comes when death arrives.
We run our life with so many lies.
Hearts were broken and envy in our eyes.
We kill, we cheat yet we still can't hide the emotions that we fill inside.
No one ever said this world was so cold.
Filled with so many goodbyes.
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Shackled in, bottled down: torn to pieces with no one around.
Hear my cry, see my pain.
The world is filled with so much pain.
Send me ease, so I can be pleased.
Wipe my tears so there is no more fear.
Not only my man, my kids,and my friends; yet there's no real fans.
They stare, they snicker but won't let me be.
Be free so I can release the love that frees me
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A lonely heart, torn apart...
Such a distance where should I start. A soul that screams for my love to be redeemed.
Tears and laughter, yes I'm still after the love we share there's nothing to compare.
Oh the grief just waiting to release all this pinned up energy so the pain won't increase.
A heart felt moment with so much to show for it. Our little Cherish,only a reflection of
the man I love .
Knowing he was sent from above just like a white dove.
Holding the key to my heart that was torn apart through the distance of time.
No, I'm not here to whine cause he is all mine.
But yet I have a lonely heart.
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A fathers touch ain't like no other.
A mothers love could never smother..
Each can teach, love, hug and even hover.
The day may come no father no mother.
You will have nobody to bother a brother....
Laying dead, cold, can't speak...
Only hoping someone could be reached....
How can we judge or even measure our love.
As their soul flies like a dove; which one will it be heaven or hell...
Our roads are paved yet we're still enslaved.
Our minds could never erase.
What's real; what's fake, your having thoughts that can't be shaked.
The days are cold; nights even long your left listening to another sad song.
Hanging on those memories asking yourself what went wrong.
But its too late their gone.
Nothing happens that helps you forget...
You may even live with regret..
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Eboni Pennington Poem
A fathers touch ain't like no other.
A mothers love could never smother..
Each can teach, love, hug and even hover.
The day may come no father no mother.
You will have nobody to bother a brother....
Laying dead, cold, can't speak...
Only hoping someone could be reached....
How can we judge or even measure our love.
As their soul flies like a dove; which one will it be heaven or hell...
Our roads are paved yet we're still enslaved.
Our minds could never erase.
What's real; what's fake, your having thoughts that can't be shaked.
The days are cold; nights even long your left listening to another sad song.
Hanging on those memories asking yourself what went wrong.
But its too late their gone.
Nothing happens that helps you forget...
You may even live with regret..
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God let me be that inner voice, that I can be.
Help me to see what you want me to see.
What was once a illusion is now my reality.
How could be; it just can't be...
I close my eyes to picture you and me together living happily.
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Imagine what it is like to hear voices in your head.
From this to that; yet you can't go to be.
What was it that you bread; was it the things you left unsaid.
Mommy,daddy; do this do that.
Not a sound from them when their hitting that crack.
Left in the zone; not even a moan.
Yet you roam in this world feeling alone.
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