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Lies
Crying and twisting my fingers
To my face saying a curse
Before I drop dead. Screaming and searching
For someone to hold, only finding
Satan grabbing my soul. Kicking and screaming “get
Out of my face.” Holding up to the
Light so he can run away. Leave me alone
I don’t need you. All the spoken lies
You fed me, I could’ve killed you!
Running and stumbling On the Lord’s feet
Asking for forgiveness so I can rest in peace.
