Treasure Island

Tracey Collins

(11/14/1967 / St.Thomas, On.)

There Sits


There sits a man
curled up on the floor
he sits there all confused
and don`t know what to do

He is tired from all the games
that where played
the games have stopped him from
letting go of the past and moving on

He turned to GOD for help but GOD
told him to work it out himself
I know GOD and I are by his side
I hope our LOVE will bring him back
to the guy we both know he can be! !

Submitted: Sunday, April 30, 2006
Edited: Thursday, October 05, 2006

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