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Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Drugs

First convince yourself, your always in control. Ignore the time and friendships, this drug from you has stole. The pattern is just starting, and you can't even see, once you start depending, there's no such thing as free. Stand back and catch a glimpse, of what you have become. How can you fill the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Coming out of re-hab

So where are your friends, when you need them the most? They're down at the bar just drinking a toast! Of course they still care, they just can't decide, If changing is worth it, so in booze they hide. And now you feel different, since you gave up the game. But they haven't noticed their scene is... Sign in to see full entry.

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The Choice-God or Satan

Alone in the dark, just me and despair, Satan laughed with delight, because I didn't care. He seemed pleased with himself, for my soul's hard to break. I gave him an inch, and a mile he did take. Using pain and confusion, he had weakened my will, Like a vulture he circled, soon awaiting his kill.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, December 10, 2007

Our Children, Our Treasure

This one's for the children, God's greatest gift to all. Our brightest hope stands waiting, for us to heed the call. With open arms they reach to us, for safety and for Love, Expecting we'll provide the care, that comes from up above. They long for simple answers, from parents who are kind. For they... Sign in to see full entry.

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The new America-after 911

Today when I awoke, my world was not the same. I can't believe what's happened, they say terror is to blame. We never saw it coming, but knew it could appear, They hoped that all Americans, would live in constant fear. So now we've drawn a battle line, it's time to take a stand. Let every nation... Sign in to see full entry.

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We can never find peace while sinning

Through my darkest hour, you came to me, a beacon in the night. Oh Lord how could you still love me? I never do what's right. Hush my child, I love you still, and long for your return. New gentle ways of coping here, within your heart shall burn. A new desire, a better way, and you shall know for... Sign in to see full entry.

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The Darkness- Evil always comes to call

Evil always comes to call, no matter where you hide. Invading each and every life, it's reach is far and wide. Just try and run for cover, or change the way you live. He'll force you into battle, with all you have to give. Fear and doubt begin the game, then "guilt" recalls your sin. Now he will... Sign in to see full entry.

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The Choice-God or Satan

Alone in the dark, just me and despair, Satan laughed with delight, because I didn't care. He seemed pleased with himself, for my soul's hard to break. I gave him an inch, and a mile he did take. Using pain and confusion, he had weakened my will, Like a vulture he circled, soon awaiting his kill.... Sign in to see full entry.

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