Silent Killer

November 6, 2015

Ages come and ages go,

People change and people grow.

Many would love to see the way,

Of what’s to come in further days,

But that is not for us to know.

So we worry here and there,

All is does is steal our prayer

Do not worry here today,

Or it will steal your life away.

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