Ultimate Cost Poem by Silence Dogood

Ultimate Cost



I go to church just to pray.
Saying im sorry for the things I say.
The people I hurt the friends I've lost.
Seem to me now like the ulitmate cost.
So as I head back to my home.
Knowing now that Im all alone.
And I guess thats the price I have to pay.
For everything I had said that day.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008
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