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Post by Guardian Assassin on Sept 28, 2005 22:23:33 GMT -5
Every night i turn off the light... I through over the covers, then tuck them in tight. Often think of what brings tomorro... Not aware of the pain and sorrow. The torture hidden inside this world... Where merceys' tossed, creased and curlled. To live life forever, pull the sword... And be bound in love by the Lord. Savior that fought for my heart... Made sin and evil not a part. When i wake, i turn on the light. God's word still shining, ever so bright!
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Post by matthew on Sept 29, 2005 17:33:16 GMT -5
That's beautiful, Guardian Assassin.
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