I Don't Know

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To: Posterous
Subject: I Don't Know
Sent: Sep 13, 2011 10:30 PM

I been told that my life is scripted.
Perhaps that explains how so many
things have warped and shifted.
I feel I'm gifted but Plenty of my blessings
Been found through all the dirt I've sifted through
Trials and triumphs,
Reminded constantly
That it was God that lifted you
Mama prayed for strength
While I grew behind
A prison of mistakes.
Considering the breaks that have been my lot
I praise the Most High
Knowing that there are sins That I forgot,
Rather not become holier than thou instead
I am fearfully aware
Of the snares and traps
I bare these scraps
Happily acknowledging my blessings;
I heal through perseverance.
I heal
Like a scar just below the epidermal tissue,
I need no bandage!
It is time that will
Forever rid me of my wounds...

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