Prayers - Poem

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Prayers Room dark I lay in my bed I cry to God He My bestest friend I think Of churches I never have gone I pray away bad memories My mind filled All cold Termites eating churches Well im sure They will rot in hell I wonder why I try so hard To memorize these Words so well Life in which Im glued to earth Heaven far away Sometimes i wish i was Closer But still i pray Every day
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