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by Kathy Feb 3, 2004 category : Life, society / other
I'm lost in this endless maze of life, No matter where I turn its a dead end. I'm getting weak and cannot stand, I stumble and fall my cries I send. I cannot get up there is little time, That I have left to live. Thats when I start to pray, My soul to God I give. Death is the only thing I have left, There is no other way. Thats why I have my hands folded, And to God I pray.