My Angel
A world full of sin
just trying not to give in.
A rose among thorns.
Only few will not conform.
This life is not yours to live,
but at the end you must give.
For judgment will come
and persuasion can't be done.
My mentor I love and when kingdom come
my savior will say unto him, "well done."
A guider and follower all in one
his faith shines brighter than the sun.
Clay I just don't know what to say,
You have helped show me the way.
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My family
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