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    Lost Souls

      Battered and broken and neglected and used Betrayed and tortured and bloodied and bruised Searching and seeking but can’t find a way Pursuing and striving but to always some dismay Wishing and wanting and hoping and praying Feelings of rejection that goes without saying The outcast, the loner, the misfit, the black sheep The delinquent, the hoodlum, the weirdo, the creep The empath, the forgiver, the man who is wise The hated, the unloved, the detested, the despised We’re mortals, we’re wretches, we’re sinners, we’re lost souls We’re only human beings just trying to play our roles

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    Beautiful Scars

        I know you’ve known pain, I can see it in your eyes You say it doesn’t hurt and to me that’s no surprise You’ve forgotten how to laugh and no one sees your smile You hide away your emotions ’cause the world has been so vile Your tears could fill a river but they’ve dried up long ago Some people think they relate but they really don’t know Even since your youth, you’ve had a heart of gold But the trauma from your wounds made you callused and cold You have trouble believing people ’cause you’ve been treated so unjust Finally, you let your guard down and decide…

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    A Stepped On Flower

    She wonders her worth, she’s just a stepped on flower Deep down she’s so sweet but her life has been so sour She longs to feel loved but so many people are fake They feed her all their lies just to see what they can take She don’t understand, what has she done so wrong She can’t take no more heartache and she’s tired of being strong She’s mistaken what love was for the feel of being used She traded her self worth for a life of being abused She don’t understand why she’s tormented from other people’s sins She don’t even know it but, she’s got a million twins…

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    Time

      Time is long yet, time is short Time is in sync yet, falling apart Time is in a hurry yet, can stand still Time is an upward climb yet, rolling downhill Time is a healer yet, time causes pain Time is like a traffic jam yet, driving in the fast lane Time can be used wisely yet, time can be wasted away Time can never be purchased yet, many would be willing to pay Time is like a map, it’s there but it’s hard to find Time is like gambled money, it’s wasted when you are not kind Time can be your enemy yet, can also be your friend…

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    Always Forgive

      They say never get burned by the same flame twice ‘Cause in the end you’ll end up paying a very heavy price Why does our heart force us to reach back out our hand And try to establish something on already sinking sand They say never hold a grudge and always forgive But that doesn’t mean you have to accept and agree with the way that others live There’s a reason the Bible says, “Above all else, guard your heart” Because it thinks with emotions which isn’t very smart So a little friendly advice for me and also you Is talk to God before you open the door and…

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    Casting Stones

    So many times, we as humans play the fool By ignoring our compassions and instead being cruel We often point the finger instead of looking within ‘Cause its easier to see other’s faults than to see our own sin I myself am guilty and admit that I was wrong But I started a new leaf on life and am singing a different song Speaking against my old ways that doesn’t mean I’m fake It means I’ve made mistakes that I don’t want others to make My sins are plenty and very many unknown But he that is without sin be the first to cast the stone