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Sara |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Sara, you come to me Beautiful... I love you The picture you paint of yourself for me, In my mind, Attatched to my soul I go to you to bless you And then I meet you You're so far advanced to me It perks something in my heart... Crumple, I scream I only wanted to bless you Powerful miserable soul Jesus can you help me? Can you help me with this Behind all the political emotion Boquette in my chest Razor sharp fingers The Puget Sound in my mind, wanna trade? Errotic foot massage from an eager man Cash me in and tell me I'm spent Sheep human mind is an idiot Arrogance say they're better than God "I love you number 34256...." I mean God says he loves you, soul with no name I don't have to ask you for anything You have nothing for me Nothing you could give me could add to or take from But I'll love you anyway Naughty, throw the trigger away Toss the dice and find where they lay It doesn't matter I'll love you anyway And God spoke... And it was so And God spoke And now you know Praise the eternal reign, the Father; Jesus Christ; and the Holy Spirit. |
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