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Oct 2014
Every night my spiritual start suffering of the damaged that
I had done it, within lots of harmful misbehaves in my past life.

Will you ever forgive me, and demand to the clouds with a
Few drops of forgiveness, to wash myself away of all sins.

My mind is starving to read your bible, my soul is thirsty too
Meet with you, my heart is alive like me believes about you.

This Christmas I will spend my entire time, praying to The Lord,
To meet with you in my dream, to confuse you that I want

To be a soldier, or even slave in your kingdom, because earth
Forced me to be a sinner, but now I want to be your follower.

I believe that tears won't make me blind anymore, because
Remembering of you in my life, is the joy I only ever wanted.


26/10/2014
Ahmad Alkhatat
Written by
Ahmad Alkhatat  Montreal Canada
(Montreal Canada)   
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