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Female. 17. Someone who needs this blog because - I don't always say what I mean and I don't always mean what I say. And here I let it all out. Living life and loving it. <3
Monday, February 9, 2009
Fire, fire Snatching, torment- ing, burning, charring, melting, turning and turning Whirlwind
Hell.
Lord, I pray You give peace To the ones who live To the ones who died To the ones who cried
I pray You bestow To the ones you they know To the ones your mercy flows To the ones know you not Hope.
For the children, Lord I pray For their futures torn For their lives shorn For their happiness gone
For the mothers, Lord I pray As the wait upon their doors Wondering, wondering Of what ifs Of buts Of things that could be Of things that would be Of things that would never be.
For the fathers, Lord I pray As they hold whats left together As they hold on, toughen and weather As they fight for what they have As they fight for what’s thats left.
Lord, I pray for happiness. Theirs.
In Jesus' name, Amen.
5:53 PM
Monday, February 9, 2009
Fire, fire Snatching, torment- ing, burning, charring, melting, turning and turning Whirlwind
Hell.
Lord, I pray You give peace To the ones who live To the ones who died To the ones who cried
I pray You bestow To the ones you they know To the ones your mercy flows To the ones know you not Hope.
For the children, Lord I pray For their futures torn For their lives shorn For their happiness gone
For the mothers, Lord I pray As the wait upon their doors Wondering, wondering Of what ifs Of buts Of things that could be Of things that would be Of things that would never be.
For the fathers, Lord I pray As they hold whats left together As they hold on, toughen and weather As they fight for what they have As they fight for what’s thats left.
