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Blessed hatred push me in As many more mourn my stand It's too high cliche controlling Confusing But I love it. It built me up, Gave me rules that changed my exsistence I might not follow through But the pang of guilt at deserting reminds me of my stand.... It gave me values Love, Life, and reasons for actions My words depend on it my appearance, actions and all It's not boring as they say But the excitement of growing pushes me on ***** *I might seem weird wacky Or brain washed but the courage to face each day my life has gotten Living by Grace bound by laws....*
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 3:43 AM UTC
SWEET SUICIDE
Blessed hatred push me in As many more mourn my stand It's too high cliche controlling Confusing But I love it. It built me up, Gave me rules that changed my exsistence I might not follow through But the pang of guilt at deserting reminds me of my stand.... It gave me values Love, Life, and reasons for actions My words depend on it my appearance, actions and all It's not boring as they say But the excitement of growing pushes me on ***** *I might seem weird wacky Or brain washed but the courage to face each day my life has gotten Living by Grace bound by laws....*
Many people say this Jesus thing is outdated and controlling but for me, hope and strength for each day I draw from my masters love. It truly pays to serve JESUS
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 3:43 AM UTC
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