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Feeling blue

Depression Trials and tribulations were to much for her to bear.
The war she fought inside no one seem to care.
Depression took over her mind, all she did was cry.
She felt life wasn’t worth living and she wanted to die.
Before she left this world, her sins she needed to atone.
Her heart was dark and empty cold as a stone.
On the beach that night, there were footprints in the sand.
When she try to take her life, Jesus carried her in His hands.
Viola Jane Tabor 

© copyright 7/24/2012

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