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Fall to Your Knees


that poor man alone with his drinkin send him to church We'll change his thinkin don't you pity the fool who chooses not to kneel honey, it ain't up to Us to provide his next meal don't give that look you know just as well this world We're livin in is deservin of hell let Me just remind you when its your turn to be judged better hope you ain't sinned cause He ain't gonna be budged so hold your tongue remember your raisin now fall to your knees and get to praisin
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donnamaire
I don't really consider my self a poet or anything I write to be art. This was written during a hard point in my life when it seemed like I wasn't in control of my beliefs anymore.

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