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The Thoughts


(poems go here) The better I get your attention/ the harder you will listen/ my relation to this comprehension/ is to mention/ that life is hard don't let it make your decision/ when push comes to shove we're so quick to give up/ but where's the faith at to the man that wakes you up/ he keeps pouring me blessings I'm debating on getting another cup/ let me be me/ then when I'm gone me & god will have our close up/ the worst feeling/ is to get hurt from one that isn't willing/ to attract their appealing/ or revealing/ the fact that they're heart needs healing/ emotions to the ceiling/ what I'm telling you let's try to keep it to a concealing/ when I was a kid I stole a bible would you call that stealing/ my circle is like a cherio/ that and milk is what I call raw material/ but to you, you would call that a bowl of cereal/ but the raw material is the cereal god puts in your bowl/ the brand is called the word of god that you should feed to your soul/ if we kept things in control/ we probably could work as a whole/ but all of us aren't aiming for the same goal/ trying to change/ but some things you can't rearrange/ put god first I gurrantee things would be a Glaze/ Embracing something I can see/ Living by faith is what I believe/ trying to get my faith bigger than a mustard seed/ best believe/ I will receive/ every blessing that walks besides me/ realizing church folks should be kept at restraint/ knowings sinners have more compassion then saints/ keep calm I don't want you guys to faint/ I just want you to see that I'm painting this picture with no paint/ these thoughts that I have in my head/ less worrying I should do instead/ visible light I thought I was dead/ I could sense the radiation but no infrared/ lights camera action I was misled/ but rather than being misled/ I misred/ the punchline that embed/ These Thoughts That I Have in My Head/ wishing people who pray for me but they rather talk behind my back instead/
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