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Sickness
Contributed by
Jason_Robert_Britt
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Saturday, 20th July 2002 @ 10:04:54 PM in AEST
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Oh God - why me?
So ***** - crazy
I hate this curse
To me the worst
My head - spinning
My ***** - sinning
Raping the earth
Regret my birth
And you despise
My wandering eyes
And hate the way
My sickness preys
On all that is
so innocent
I hate me too
What can I do?
It won't go away
Still here every day
How could Jesus ever love a freak like me?
Love you all so much
I could never touch
How could Jesus ever love a freak like me?
So here I sit
My destined pit
Of self loathing
Where childeren scream
And still I fall
From grace's call
I hear her plea
To set me free
-but-
It won't go away
Still here everyday
How could Jesus ever love a freak like me?
Love you all too much
I could never touch
How could Jesus ever love a freak like me?
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2002-07-20 22:04:54]
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Re: Sickness
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by Jackee_line on
Monday, 25th November 2002 @ 10:52:58 AM AEST
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strong words
a fine write |
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