There once was a day I thought about the knife.
There once was a day I thought about the sword.
There once was a day I was unhappy with the life I lived.
I didn't know what to do until I met you.
There were so many thoughts racing through my head.
I almost got ran off the path of righteousness.
But he helped me find my way, with the help of her.
Our father helped me through this woman.
She let me share what I needed to share, and asked me what was next.
And now, only time will tell.
February 18,2015
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