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Re: Love Won't Wait

Where do I start.
What do I say?
Why does life hurt,
so much everyday.
So much sorrow,
so much pain.
God just make it stop,
so that we can start over again.

Today is not promised and neither is tomorrow,
yet we live,
and walk around everyday,
conceited,
and oblivious,
and we act as though,
we are proud parables of the prodigal.

Time is running out.
Loved ones are dying out.
When we come to it,
that judgement day.
And God steps forward and asks,
what you did for so many decades.

I don't want to be in that lost and thrown away line,
because I have to see Jesus,
my parents,
and my grandparents,
just one last time.....



Written by: Trista (Determined) Conley-Battles
Written by determined37 (Trista Conley-Battles)
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