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the kitchen knife and cut myself was screaming loud

I had no where to go
No hope there to be found
The more I prayed the more she cornered me with her phone

or Savior to be found
Til the day my heart received Amazing Grace
How sweet the sound
I was saved from the fire
He walked me through the storm
Now my days are

This can't be goodbye
Not before I die
She switched like the tide
Don't know why she lied
I found an endless river and it's flowing out my eye
I don't

They don't recognize Jesus as Christ in Koran 
They recognize his life as a son of our god
But if he wasn't the Christ who was the original messenger

Alive 
Alive 
Alive 
Buried
Used to be somebody
I 4got who I was
I was a pilot in disguise but then I dropped to the mud
Had somebody by my side but

time
But not to skip a beat
She had a cottage by the sea
And by it, harvest herbs
She knew some secrets of the earth
And listened when it stirred
When

gets lit
The eyes are drawn apart by it

She turns to me 
And it's better than the touch of what has hands to feel me with as 
I float in the room

Canadian girl, you're my northern light,
Guiding me through the darkest night,
With you, I feel so alive,
Forever by your side, I'll strive.

In the beauty

dead, god is alive
Within, metaphysically speaking, I'll be clear
You wanna see god?  Take a look in the mirror!
A tree is always known by its fruit

tight
when I was the one out here not doin it right
until she found my stash she couldn't believe all the weed she found
shit it must've been a half

not under Jesus´s wings I´d rather say he´s under mine cause I feel crucified like him 

But if you are alive somewhere please let me sing out my

Sniper

Harry Chapin

The Essentials

2002

it has shown him.
He looks for his shadow it cannot be found.

He was such a moody child, very hard to touch.
Even as a baby he never smiled too

ass around like a barstool
Let Jesus take the wheel, I step on the gas
I wanted a million like Aaliyah, I wish that she never crashed
And I only made

the dresser down the stairs
I dropped the bottom drawer
My problems put into perspective by the poem I found inside

J.R. killed in action, in Bastogne,

Broke me down to my knees
As I cried myself to sleep
Made me weak, no words to speak
I found God, now I can breathe
The lord, almighty
The father,

Jesus alive where the coffin
Judas in the mix take precaution
Yes we all made in his image but we not the same I'm a limited option

Yes I am rare I am

The Beaches of Cheyenne

Pickin' On

Pickin' on Garth Brooks

2000

you'll see her footprints in the sand
'Cause every night she walks the beaches of Cheyenne

They never found her body, just her diary by the bed
It told

blurred in my head
She's pastel colors and I'm fading gray
I don't wanna go through all again

I am lost
Trying to get found
Never been surrounded by so

Every Reason

Smalltown Poets

Third Verse

2000

There's a clever girl
Who wonders what voice to believe
When she hears all they have to say
Talking more and more of trusting Jesus

Is she testing,

begins all are welcome to start again
Bowing at the feet of Jesus healing flows and judgement ceases
Nothings lost that can't be found
No too far gone

her eyes

Lull lull me down to the underground
Suck in a string brings you everything
Light not found by night within your sight
How can it be
I am

Baby says she’s gotta go 
Take a dive out the fifth story window 
If she makes it out alive then we’ll all know 
She’s got a date with the man in

northern light,
Guiding me through the darkest night,
With you, I feel so alive,
Forever by your side, I'll strive.

In the beauty of the Great White North,

doth all things excel
By faith I know but ne'er can tell
The glory which I now can see
In Jesus Christ the apple tree

For happiness I long have sought