Its a cold world
Finger frozen to the pen
Cant think where to begin
Not good enough keeps ringing in my head
Stay Humble a somber silence follows . . . .
Im tired of standing alone
But it is what it is
Im not looking for a problem
But searching for a solution
A beautiful meaning to enhance my existence
A stable bridge of faith
In this shaky world of fakes
Where are the contenders for Christ
No pretenders will suffice
Can you dance the dance and bow down?
Or will you just continue to float around
Im no saint dam sure aint pure
Ask for forgiveness
Its an open door
He will accept you just as you are
Dirty, grimy, he will wash you pu
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