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Grace

 
You offered me aid

As I lay within the glade


My life ebbing in decay

A wound incurred by running astray


I refused to look when you called my name

But you touched me with your flame


Now my heart burns with a fear

One of reverence so near


It guides my feet

Down that path where we meet


And when I dare to look back

It begins to attack


The fear and fire keep me walking straight

Holding me back from the poisoned bait


I begin to learn

That this burn


Is here to warn

Intent on keeping me to the path for which I was born


Now I will shout

No more doubt


There is only one God

All else is fraud


He has purchased my soul

He holds all control
Written by Tarru
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