Her Mother doesn't want her,
her Daddy, just the same;
They think she is a burden,
she's the only one to blame.
~
When bedtime has arrived,
they send her to her bed;
No hugs or kisses for her,
no, "Sweet dreams" ever said.
~
A hug she would delight in,
someone to hold her tight;
The words, "We love you so much,"
only exist within her mind.
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She craves what she has not,
someone to love her so;
But all she ever feels,
is their touch, so icy cold

My RIGHTEOUSNESS, like filthy rags,
weighed heavily on my mind;
I BID my Lord to take the weight,
for I knew He would in time.
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A quiet KNOCK on my heart's door,
I answered it right away;
T'was my Jesus, standing there,
in His SANCTIFICATION ways.

JUSTIFICATION He brought to me,
the moment I opened the door;
Satan would BUFFET me each day,
when Jesus became my Lord.
~
When Satan threw his NET out,
trying to LURE me in;
His plan, it failed quite miserably,
this QUACK, who was nothing but sin.
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My Jesus, He gave me a hug,
it showed His love and CARE;
I knew He would never leave me,
for my God is just and fair.

As the Moon glows, on top of me,
God's miracles, I can clearly see;
He created and molded everything,
even a sinner, just like me.
~
Yet even though I sinned against Thee,
He died upon a Dogwood tree;
Forgiveness He did grant for free,
He granted for the likes of me.
~
He shed His Blood,
died in my place;
Offered Salvation,
through His saving Grace.
~
What a Father, I now do serve,
His forgiveness, I do not deserve;
I love Him with every breath I take,
I'll meet Him at the Pearly Gates!

Remember me when I am gone,
sing and dance to my favorite songs;
Please keep my memories alive,
by viewing them, in your mind's eye.
~
Be kind to me, as you once were,
when at first, you rocked my world;
Then hurtful words you began to use,
and a punching bag, I became to you.
~
You do not need to use cruel words,
I've heard them since I was a girl;
Bloodshot eyes, I've often cried,
to keep this Marriage barely alive.
~
I think it's time to call it quits,
I simply can not handle this;
I'll be the first to pack my bags,
my closet's full of lots of rags.

Submerged to its' eyes,
Crocodiles hunt their prey.
It is very still.

Upon this Easter morning,
celebrate what it stands for;
Jesus rose up from the dead,
the Grave held Him no more.
~
The Devil watched the Tomb,
where Jesus' body was kept;
The first two nights he gloated,
sure of Jesus' death.
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But when the third day came,
Satan knew Jesus arose;
He shook in utter terror,
from his head down to his toes.
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Jesus was the Conquerer,
and Satan lost that day;
So please remember Easter,
and keep it in its' way.