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May 2015
We've seen mothers bury sons and were begging you to come
Ohh-ohh-ohh
The homeless fill our towns and the hopeless scream out loud
Ohh-ooh-ohh
We can not wait we can not wait ohh we can not wait!
Feed the your justice to the innocence
And the bread without religiousness
I tryed but this life just can't spark my love like you.
I won't hide what you have placed in me to do
I need your grace like they do
Like a killer with a gun what have I done? Is there a way to pured and cleansed from the mistake I've done?
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
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