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Her parents never took the young girl to church,
Never spoke of His name,
Never read her His word.
Two non-believers walking lost in this world,
Took their baby with them,
What a sad little girl.
Her daddy drank all day and mommy did drugs.
Never wanted to play,
Or give kisses and hugs.
She'd watch the TV and sit there on the couch,
While her mom fell asleep,
And her daddy went out.
And the drinking and the fighting,
Just got worse every night.
Behind their couch, she'd be hiding:
Oh, what a sad little life.
And like it always does, the bad just got worse,
With every slap,
And every curse.
Until her daddy, in a drunk rage one night,
Used a gun on her mom,
And then took his life.
And some people from the city,
Took the girl far away.
To a new mom and dad:
Kisses and hugs everyday.
Her first day of Sunday school the teacher walked in,
And a small little girl,
Stared a picture of Him.
She said I know that man up there on that cross,
I don't know His name,
But I know He got off.
'Cause he was there in my old house
And held me close to His side.
As I hid there, behind our couch,
The night that my parents died.
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Cause' in the mornin'
I'm leavin'
Makin my way back to Cleavland
So tonight I hope
I'll do just fine
and I dont see, how you could ever be....
Anything but mine...
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These are some of my works, lol. I am wondering, how do you make someone notice you, when they barley even know you exist? See... the situation is, I have kina had a "crush" on a certain girl, she is so beautiful, smart, always on top of things, and the odd part I see is, she does not, and has not have/had a boyfriend. IDK anymore, I just wonder if there is something i am doing worng:-/.....................
Never spoke of His name,
Never read her His word.
Two non-believers walking lost in this world,
Took their baby with them,
What a sad little girl.
Her daddy drank all day and mommy did drugs.
Never wanted to play,
Or give kisses and hugs.
She'd watch the TV and sit there on the couch,
While her mom fell asleep,
And her daddy went out.
And the drinking and the fighting,
Just got worse every night.
Behind their couch, she'd be hiding:
Oh, what a sad little life.
And like it always does, the bad just got worse,
With every slap,
And every curse.
Until her daddy, in a drunk rage one night,
Used a gun on her mom,
And then took his life.
And some people from the city,
Took the girl far away.
To a new mom and dad:
Kisses and hugs everyday.
Her first day of Sunday school the teacher walked in,
And a small little girl,
Stared a picture of Him.
She said I know that man up there on that cross,
I don't know His name,
But I know He got off.
'Cause he was there in my old house
And held me close to His side.
As I hid there, behind our couch,
The night that my parents died.
_____________________________________________________________________________
Cause' in the mornin'
I'm leavin'
Makin my way back to Cleavland
So tonight I hope
I'll do just fine
and I dont see, how you could ever be....
Anything but mine...
_____________________________________________________________________________
These are some of my works, lol. I am wondering, how do you make someone notice you, when they barley even know you exist? See... the situation is, I have kina had a "crush" on a certain girl, she is so beautiful, smart, always on top of things, and the odd part I see is, she does not, and has not have/had a boyfriend. IDK anymore, I just wonder if there is something i am doing worng:-/.....................