Lord, I need your help... Implore you Lord to take away The pain of life. There is No spark to make continue here, In starkness all dismayed. I plead that you see fit To grant me peace To cease this sad, sick journey For I cannot proceed.
I beg forgiveness Lord That one should after all these years Of struggle now concede And sink with groan to kneel With face white-bleached turned toward a setting sun And stretch on desert sand To pass away with quiet tear For cherished dreams and private fear For nothing matters any more.
I hope no longer to avenge Mistakes of past and future but To turn away and leave their Dismal argument to die. No more the will to snatch a Triumph from disaster, just A tiredness now of one who longs to rest.
Because we have an opportunity to choose our attitude and focus our intentions in the present moment, the world and our own personal lives are a reflection of our thoughts. It is our 360 degree review on how we think. Put simply, our job is to fully
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