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Calling GOD (No Answer)
Tired and stressed, my body aches
Bitter and cold from past mistakes
Tears are rolling down my cheek
Our saviour Jesus I long to meet
My mind was content when he was close
But now his distant my minds exposed
Im falling apart and feeling lost
My soul was sold but at no cost
Satan's slave is what ive become
Drugs ease my pain till my brain is numb
My minds being poisoned in a wordly way
Depraved and enticed to weak to pray,
before I lost faith I cherished his every word
Now, Lost in the darkness, I let my sights get blurred
The cost to pay for giving into temptation
I life of sin with no salvation.
poem
by
Nic Hillen
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