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Dec 2015
I come to you, Oh Lord my God
I come with my broken pieces
A shattered heart, a broken dream
A downcast soul, the list never ceases

If you don't mind, Oh Lord
I simply want to vent
The things you've let happen
The plans I had they bent

In anger I cried out to you
With tears I sobbed your name
Why do you do the things you do
I feel like it's you I should blame

For things that go wrong
And the ***** ups in my life
The trouble and trials
The hate and all the strife

But it's you I find comfort in
I know you have a plan
So Lord give me strength
To stay in the fight of life like a man
Ryan Long
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Ryan Long  30/M/Indiana
(30/M/Indiana)   
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