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Wiping off the counter, midnight almost come A sigh of relief that work is almost done; Wondering if theres more to life than what'e been told Searching for the answers in this world so very cold; Another car pulls up, one more costomer with a smile hope's he is no danger to her; Coming home from prayer, massive hunger attack Smiles at the clerk, while grabbing a snack; Wanting to witness the Savior's love so dear Rejection being one of ten thousand fears; Someone else will do it, thinking while he pays Not another thought as going on his way; Midnight hits the clock, it's time now to go home getting in her car feeling so alone; At home her dad yells, his rage from being drunk wrongfully convicting her of all this junk; he goes to far, pushes her, she hits her head by the time help arrrives she's already dead; Coming to conciousness, stands befor a thrown her name is asked to see which place is her home; Not finding her in The Lamb's Book of Life banished to an eternity of pain and strife; Why didn't someone tell me she cries in pain I could have been saved but they were too ashamed;
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Will you the the one, of the Lord will tell, Or will you live in secret while others go to Hell?
Candice *Feb. 1, 1999* "If not now, when?" "If not here, where?" "If not you.....WHO?" Rom. 1:16 "For I am not ashamed of hte Gospel of Christ..." |
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