May 17, 2010
By , Murphysboror, IL
Must I fret on tomorrow?
Or will tomorrow never come?
I refuse to fall into this path of righteousness,
of pleasing a God who hates me.
I’m a sinner I don’t fell I should deny it.
I live for today and don’t care for yesterday or tomorrow
Judgment be passed on me
Torture, nailed on to me.
Escape the fear of death.
It may be the sweetest victory heard of yet.

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