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IS A SINNER TRULY FORGIVEN

IS A SINNER TRULY FORGIVEN

Is a sinner truly forgiven?
Can the evil in ones life be risen?
The mistakes and my wrongs
My good and evil sides don't get along
As soon as things seem to be going right for me
It all turns bad in life....for me
And I'm one who thought I could handle this
Feeling I'm forced to live my life scandalous
The devils in me head again
Trying to convince me to sin again
I'm sipping out my bottle while I'm cutting out a line
Trying to get life off my mind
And they don't know me
If there is a better way please show me
Because God doesn't seem to hear me
I'm fighting for this life of mine and I don't feel God near me
And I need help
I'm losing my health while losing myself
My dark side wants to be resurrected
I'm wondering how can I ever reject it
Neglected and I'm hurting
The light in my life is dimming for certain
And I thought only God could judge me
Find me secluded in a world with no one to love me
Still i'm trying to be humble again
In a world I keeping tumbling in
It all serms down slope for me
Like there's no more hope for me
And they say, after it all life goes on
They were wrong
I'm on the fence of good and evil trying to make a decision
But is a sinner truly forgiven?

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