The November Madness

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Hell did you say? Oh life that's been a misery,
What better could it done to me anyway?
What else could save me for I borned and lay,
What prayer should I speak now out of hypocrisy?
Oh pride! Grant me pride and bravery,
Let me have an ounce of salvation in this tragedy;
Lend me strength so I could carry the day,
Hold my hands oh, this I pray!

- Nov. 22, 1:35 pm

Oh pathetic, so tragic little one!
How foolish of you to undone which is done;
You'd wish to be save? Let me tell you once,
This had ended before it just begun.
Do you not know how unworthy of you of thy love, thy grace and thy chance?
Do you not know I have given you too much of this just once?
You- my pathetic so tragic little one,
To tell you honestly I'm the one whose foolish for we are one;

- Nov. 22, 1:14 pm

I could be or I could be not,
I must or I must not.
I could not decide which or which is not,
And I realize I'm just scared- it must be that. . .

- Nov. 22, 1:44 pm

Father?! Why did you let me go?
Did you know I'm afraid to continue?
I felt so miserable because of you.
Oh dearest father, I beg of you-
Please, just let me through;

- Nov. 22, 1:51 pm

I don't have things to bargain with you,
I'm a sinner so God I knew,
I'm in no possession to ask of you.
But God I'm bargaining my soul to live and so,
Oh lord- oh please, allow me to;

- Nov. 22, 2:36 pm

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