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No More Comfort Zone
Here we go again, so, Don’t even make me start. I’m doing all I can, You won’t even do your part. Are you trying and talk me down, Stop my mission? You’re insane Stopping this man, Is like stopping a hurricane.
I’m freaking out hard core, Preaching about the cross You say that I’m a novice loser, Because I’m called to the lost? That’s alright my mission is in range, I’m running as fast as I can, I have no time for your games.
But I hope you see, That you could be free If you would just flee Your cotton candy Christianity
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Contact Samuel Connelly 316.640.8229 Obviously I sell most of my writings, so I don't give the best stuff online, however, I am not opposed to handing out a few morsels and other tasty treats, so feel free to sample some of my stuff that has been published in either literary magazines, online, or in writing contests. Other Poems by SamTheWriter
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