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Jun 2017
Roads are ahead
Filled with so many thoughts and questions
My emotions are dead
Doubt creeps in at every turn
I Listen to the seductive logic
Will I ever learn?

Auto pilot kicks in
Walking, eating, breathing
All second nature to sin
Eyes open again
I try to find the right path
Not wanting to go down one like the last
However, choosing the right one is equivalent to complicated math

Show me Your footsteps so that I can follow
Don't allow my heart to become more hollow
Open my eyes and my soul to see You
I'm begging for Your mercy
Because I'm restless walking to the road You're leading me to.
StrangeFruit
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StrangeFruit  Breaux Bridge, La
(Breaux Bridge, La)   
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