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Member since 2003 · Posted 25 Aug 2003 · 3 comments

Your lookin for a way to win More than what you've already Lost from sin? Can't find the way, I know where you've been. Down the roads And the streets of cold. Trying to find love, Your lookin' the wrong way, It's right up above. Open up your arms, Don't be afraid, He'll keep you from harms evil way.

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[2] Bill Z Bub 25-Aug-03/9:33 PM Reply

I refuse to worship the god of Job. And I was going to curse at you, but I realized you're probably just a very young silly person.
I have issues. Don't mind me.

[6] richa 26-Aug-03/4:16 AM Reply

too prosaic really, nothing new.

I quite like the rhyme of the first three lines, flows well.

[5] cuddlytiger17 10-May-04/1:27 PM Reply

I don't know, certain parts just don't seem to fit together right...It seems like you tried a little too hard or something...