At this point, my life is great.
Stress has been lifted, it wasn't to late
Oddly it didn't exactly feel planned
I couldn't tell what was sea and what was land
I have everything I could ask for
I can always hope for more
I've been challenged here and there
But I will fight what the devil will dare
As long as I have my friends and the LORD
I can cut through the monsters with my sword
Most of us think tommorow always comes
However, will always have our thumbs
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Poems Of Creatvity And Creation
PoesíaPoetry, where it lives "The ones who are trying to define us are the ones that are lost"
