Our Creator
July 12, 2015
They say god gives the hardest battles to his strongest soldiers
Truth be told life’s a battle when you’re getting older
In his name I pray, in his name I pray
No need for luck no need for magic I put my faith in him
My days on earth are never promised so let me pray again
Two hands together spoken words as I bow my head
All praise to god thanks for a Mother whom keeps me fed
Two by two I load my arch to escape this flood of lies
He has my back he guides my struggles, he who makes me shine
No ice in my veins buy my feelings are sometimes cold
I never quit, I’ll always fight I’ll let them know
Everything I want I’ll get if I keep my faith in him
Always Keeping in mind I make the bed I sleep in
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