Survivor

by Joselyne   Jan 4, 2009


I'm a survivor
Living in a home
Not in the streets
I got a place to sleep
And clothes to wear
As I'm walken in the streets
All I see
Is people without a home.
God gave me a family and a nice plce called home.
My dreams became real
And that's my deal
God gave me eyes to see
And a place to reach
Listen to my speech
And let me do my thing
This is my life so sweet and tight
This is all real
This is the closen of my deal!

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