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A Wounded Heart

Getting the strength to move forward.

You tried to tear down what inside of me, because you see a dream
of a great person that I can be.
Why don't you understand I am a part of God's plan.
Wanting to keep me inferior of you, you should know I got
God to hold on to.
You don't hold the blue print to my life, all you proven to me
is you just an enemy with a lot of strife.
That's why I leaving you today, you are harmful and everyway.
I got to empower my mind, to enrich my soul to be the greatest
story ever told.
You weigh me down worry about you, you weigh me down with
your lust too.
I can't live like this, this is not who I am.
I can't live like this I wasn't born from your mama Pam.
Generation curse she breath lost hope.
Generation curse her son is smoking dope.
So I got to get away to clear my head, I don't' want to wind up
in the bed with Fred.
Selling my self short, filling out a police report.
Of how you went up side my head, cause I made you paid for
service in the bed.
This is not the life for me, I want to be free.
Free to be a human being with respect, free to earn my own
paycheck.
Free to be strong when trouble come, free to be strong knowing
I am not the only one.
So go on with your lies, your deceit, and your lust,
Just know this you don't deserve my trust.

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#1 by  Gordon G, Nov 1, 2008
Keep writing and keep holding on to your faith child you will make it. God does have a plan for us all.
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