Good Christian
By Mark Spencer...
It's only been a year, but it feels like forever,
A long, treacherous journey, where the roads go...
The trenches are dug; the ground is cleared
No turning back for the side that's revered...
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I chose to live among dead voices...
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Everywhere I look...
Even at a tender young age,
she blossoms beautifully...
A heart, is an epidemic of truth
where I'm left scattered...
I want to give my life for You,
every little thing I can offer up...
And I can't surrender to sleep
All I'm hoping is for us...
I remain unworthy to be called Your own,
yet You love as Your selfless mother...