The pain remains the same
it will not quiet down...
When those beautiful voices
so meek and innocent...
My mind is secure,
I have journeyed to a warm territory...
Yes indeed papa loves me
Because I praise him in...
~!~This is to E. G.~!~
Saying a message to you...
She walked slowly
Her tears ran free...
Why does it always have to be
With prophets of the modern age...
Lying all alone, this child was broken and bruised
This definitely wasn't a fate and teenage girl...
Lord
Give me strength to go on...
I worship the one
He who died on the cross...
Sitting in the Dark Wanting to cry.
Looking for the Razor Blade...
Feeling the pain knowing i should be calling out...
Knowing you put the pieces back in place no matter...