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My sorrow has hit me hard what was done to me was very snard The emotions and tears never end But i will ask God to mend But why Savior do they prosper even still makes me mad makes me ill what do i have to do to end this pain for i do not come in vain Yes treated wrong and on goes my sorrow i pick up the word for it is not borrowed Please God keep your mighty hand on me As i run to calvery Send me your spirit and angels to guide help me in you testify. 6/1/2020 Love Michelle Lee Carter Vote for this poem
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