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My Coming Out Party

I've been sneaking around doing a lot of dirt 
I have been bless that I'm not dead or badly hurt
Smoking cocaine was my favorite pastime
I was a dead man walking, but in mind I was alive

Sometimes days would go by, not remembering what day of the week it was
Smelling bad, drinking and getting high 
A little water there, a little there, losing weight and not combing my hair

I was determine to stick with drugs, because I might miss something
The Lord said "it's time for me to put it down and come get your wings"

So like the prodical son, He has prepared for me a feast
He has gotten rid of the old and made me anew
A table so I can eat 
No more of me saying "beam me ip scotty"
I'm a new creature in Christ  at My Coming Out Party

Copyright © Marion Jones | Year Posted 2006

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  1. Date: 5/4/2016 11:49:00 AM

    Marion, I'm just here visiting your poem once again. If you ever return to post, I'd like to come back to read your newest. Happy Days **SKAT**
  1. Date: 1/27/2016 8:03:00 PM

    MARION, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. LOVE LINDA
  1. Date: 9/9/2015 9:14:00 AM

    Marion, enjoyed reading your verse today. SKAT
  1. Date: 1/31/2015 1:42:00 PM

    Your verses got wings.Congrat.Thanks for sharing