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All the things I have seen
All the places I have been
All the things that came between
All the times my slate wiped clean
All the things I didn’t mean
All the times on You I lean
All my mistakes since a teen
All the drugs from which to ween
All the days with hands unclean
All the sins I left unseen
All the seedy place I shouldn’t have been
Since my life did once begin
With my childhood left therein
Coins in my cup of tin
As You took away my sin
Where would I ever try to begin
That peace be found there within
Attempts for recognition among the din
A life of freedom there to win
Stacked a mile on head of a pin
My soul contains them there in
Those things that led me into sin
Made excuses for it all
Every time I dropped the ball
The many times to me You’d call
When to answer I would stall
Then You weren’t my all-in-all
What I did must You appall
That I did have such a gall
With my back against the wall
Never on my knees would crawl
Until I took a massive fall
And made to You my final call!
Teresa Marie 12/18/11 ©
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