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August 14, 2011
By ChadB3443 BRONZE, Carrollton, Texas
ChadB3443 BRONZE, Carrollton, Texas
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SAVED - Short poem
I was a man with a huge weight on my shoulders
One so heavy, great mass like boulders
Troubled in heart and burned at the soul
I cried out for help and found that pot of gold
His name is Jesus and he took the sorrow away
I was on the path to nowhere, devil leading me astray
Change is coming and that I can feel
Is that you lord?
Yes I am real
What a wonderful love you cast upon me
You broke those shackles clean off my feet
Now I can say I am truly free
This is the reason I worship the.


The author's comments:
I was sitting in my room and suddenly felt the urge to write a poem. This is what was in my mind at the time.

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