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Aug 2012
Always afraid to die
Today that seems as luxury
Flames surrounding us
Well on our way
Staring the devil
In the eyes
Surprised and speechless
Nothing to say
Never ran from God
SPrinted from my demons
Clutching the bible
Not many friends
In this world
A room full of rivals
Heard a blind man say
One day he'd see Jesus
Preaching to reach us
Quicker to turn away
Than listen and stay
The end is not near
Feel the fear in my heart
Heat on my face
Missing days of mercy,grace
The end is here

Murray
Naomi Sa'Rai
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