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Oct 2017
I have a God
But I keep saying
I don't have enough
I'm way too fat
I am unloved

The only one
That shed his blood
For my sins
the only one
Who sacrificed His life
So I may have a place
In Heaven
Isn't that love?

But I still belong
To the ungrateful kind
A lazy swine
Who only whines
Nothing is ever enough.
We are the generation of the ungrateful. Nothing is ever enough.We make our problems God size, when will we realise God is more than enough!
Deep Ponderer
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Deep Ponderer  F/North East
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