She hates herself
from the practice
the dark arts
to some degree
Like a junkie looking
for her needle
always chasing apathy
many would indeed
agree..that it's
not enough to simply
surrender oneself
Lift your heart up
my girl..wipe away
all those tears that've
collected over the years
I'm living on borrowed
time..sure enough
And plainly said..
Some say,we're better
off dead..Living life
through a needles eye
The camel sure enough
will pass..
Granted you and I
the riches that were
promised..were all a lie
Here and now is the
kingdom,the glory..
forever and ever
end of story..
By Rick Weber
May 12, 2012
copywritten
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