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Monday, March 8, 2010

Im Guilty

I confesss to what i was
I was guilty for making the son of God shed his blood
I was guilty for the reason why he was hung
Im guilty for every evil thing that ive done
Im guilty for it all, I cant blame no one
Im filthy of what caused the death of his son
It kills me to think that I was the one that shed his blood
It feels me with pain inside, I feel like throwing up
I was the only one that took the life of the holy one
Its the first time i confess im guilty
They took the whip, ripped his back wide open and split it
I heard him cry everytime the pulled it back did it
I open my eyes now, I see him now
I fanally understand
They left him dead and murdered
peirced in feet, hands, and heart
I didnt kill christ but it was just my sin that did
God forgive me im guilty
Nikki Torrez
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