I need to cry but you did not need to die For in this life you were the fly guy Everyday I looked at you I looked up to you You never had to leave the house to work But you did and this made me want to grow from being a cub From the
Resurrect from within the dreams I had as an infant l, in that time I saw the world only in colors and through my mother eyes. I felt not hate nor did I see grief all I had was warmth and love. Oh what a dreadful world we find ourselves in with man dreading his
Have mercy on me oh Lord, wash away my iniquity; let the angels that are assigned to me keep me from myself. may my will be surrendered to you and may only your word be made manifest in my life. I have sinned against you and I have walked away from my promise. Oh my
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Again I am faced with genius and it is in the form of a Man , his name is Gerald and again he tells a tale:Enjoy! Do we even need words? Do we need verbs to guide? Or adjectives to describe, This feeling so real this feeling so natural, As life herself. You are the
Being around some of this modern day Pentecostal churches i am beginning to loose understanding of what church really is . The people are peculiar, not so in a manner that can be tagged but more so in terms of a cultural shock . It is almost a transition from the norm , a variation
