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Jun 2015
You tell me to do this,
Yet you never did it.
You can't tell me to do right,
When you only know what sin is.
Don't tell me to be quiet,
Because I don't fit in
'You know what I'm going through'
Yeah because you're Jesus
Standing in front of me in thin air
Come back when you're perfect .

And please shut up,
Because you're just wasting
God's limited air
This almost doesn't make sense but I hoped you enjoyed it
Patricia Barrett
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Patricia Barrett  The Bahamas
(The Bahamas)   
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