" no letter's ..
no hand writtin' message .. no words i'm textin'
no missing fragments, perfect english death sentence ..
i'm afraid of heights, i'm afraid of strive ..
i haven't prayed in nights, 'cause i feel my conversation might ..
won't make it to christ ..
I sin so much ..
there's no trust .. flesh is filled with all lust ..
the next step might be so rushed .
but then, my problems will leave, and then i'll be ..
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