Poem5

waste no time fall to your knees get in your prime keep God pleased seek calmness too, so drama abate as time grew, we should gyrate Misery loves company the army is large My friends were unhappy delivered i verged So many poems i lost that are now lost Pray the restoration i boost and inflation grows Strive to enter the gate at the end of the strait path With no bad habits to name it is a bonus by math Back when i smoke & drank i knew it was wrong I watched everything sink it was worse along When i first started church, countless preachers said date in the church Every church girl gave no to extend my search CTD are my cursers pry for their loss College, Truck, Deceivers be them crushed

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