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Coming Home

It creeps within me
Courses through my veins
Its invisible mass is heavy
But I feel no pain.
This demon has me trapped,
Chained and bound
There’s no way I can turn back
There’s no way I’ll be found.

Please, save me Lord
Forgive me of my sins
My life I can afford
To give.
Wash me clean; make me new
Let me start all over again.
You know me and I know you
So please, let this end.

Bring me home to you.





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