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My New Bad Habit


Stumble, trip and fall

I will arise once more

No weight may break me

No obstacle may bar me

I will overcome it all

No demon shall sway me

God is with me

 

I am one with the Lord

So I fear no devils

 

My Lord is all powerful

Yet my Lord is all caring

 

Break, shatter, splinter

All of me is broken

Demons have overcome me

 

Holy Ghost has vanished

And I am powerless

Broken, shattered, splintered

I am defeated

There is naught but darkness

 

No more light

Only the dark

Without the Lord.

 
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