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PLEASE LORD NO TOMORROW, CANT YOU TAKE ME HOME TODAY
PLEASE LORD NO TOMORROW, ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS SAY I'VE WALKED THE WAY AS YOU HAVE TAUGHT, I'VE TURNED MY OTHER CHEEK. WANT YOU PLEASE TAKE ME HOME, FOR LORD I'M VERY WEAK MY PAIN TOOK ME TO MY CLOSET WHERE YOU KNOW THE THINGS I STORE. I'M THINKING STONGLY ABOUT SOME THINGS, CAUSE LORD I CAN'T TAKE MUCH MORE. DO U REALLY LOVE ME GOD, DO MY TEARS BRING U GRIEF. I DONT MEAN TO BE WEAK LORD BUT ALAN NEEDS RELIEF IVE CRIED GOD TILL MY CHEEKS YOU KNOW THEY BURN IVE HURT OH GOD TILL THEYRES NOTHING LEFT TO LEARN. PLEASE SEND OH LORD I BEG, ONE PERSON WITH SOME HELP CAUSE I REALLY NEED TO SLEEP. BUT MOST OF ALL OH GOD , I REALLY, REALLY DO NEED SOME RELIEF........ I CAN ONLY WRITE WHEN THE PAIN HAS TAKEN MY LIFE FROM ME. THE TEARS WON'T GO AWAY. THE SUN WON'T SHINE IN MY HEART TODAY. I CRY TILL I EMBARRASS MYSELF. NO WHERE TO GO. NO ONE HERE TO HELP. I JUST DON'T WANT TO SEE THE SUN TOMORROW. SOME TIMES I THINK I CAN'T AND EVEN MORESO I WON'T. MY THROAT IS LIKE THE DESERT DRY, MY EYES AS CLOUDS RUNG DRY. WITH TREMBLING HANDS I SEEK FOR WORDS, TO TELL MY STORY NEVER HEARD. PAIN THAT SHKES ME TO MY CORE, PAIN THAT SPEAKS OF MUCH MUCH MORE. NO OASIS DO THESE EYES THEY SEE, NO HOPE OF THAT ARMY TO SET ME FREE. IN ISOLATION OF HUNDREDS PRISON PAST, WITH UNHEARD SPEECH I CRY FOR LAST. PLEASE LIFT ME FROM TORTURES UNTAMED. MOVE ME FROM DEMON TORMENTS ASHAMED. EYES NO LONGER SEE AS VISION BECOMES MARRED, HEART NO LONGER FEELING, OF COUNTLESS YEARS SCARRED. DARKNESS ABOUNDS , EACH BREATH A GASP, SOBS IN FLURRIES BREATH IN RASP. PRAYERS NOT UNANSWERED, THIS I KNOW. JUST UNHEARD, CAPTURED BY THE FOE. I LONG FOR DAY WHEN I SLEEP NO MORE, HOW MUCH, OH GOD, OF THIS INSTORE. HELP ME , PLEASE. |
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