When it comes your time to die,
be not like those whose hearts are filled
with the fear of death,
so that when their time comes they weep
and pray for a little more time
to live their lives over again in a different way.
Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.
Monday, February 2, 2009
Hurts so deep
It's back and it hurts...
I want to take out those rotten potatoes but somehow they keep coming back.
Lord, if there is a solution, it's got to be you.
I pray that I will not take things into my own hands and play your role.
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