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Tears just keep falling making shapes down my face in their stream. I realize my salvation is out of reach. Maybe I'm just not meant to be saved. God wont you help me? Save me from this turmoil. My heart is breaking, my faith is fading. I'm sorry but I've got nothing left.





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