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Lost
How can you find your way through life without any guide? Many seem lost in the world of overcompensation. They turn to violence, drugs, and relationships. Anything to help give direction They search for something tangible to help fulfill the emptiness But the emptiness seems to swallow their being And they drive themselves to the brink of despair. They try so hard to fill the void with material possessions. They seek so hard for something so easy to find. The void can be filled by a simple decision, that seems so easy but the people of the world cant except this. A man who loved all A man who sacrificed all A man who died for all A man like Christ All they have to do is pray a simple prayer To take away all the pain. To fill the void, But instead they choose to live a life of pain and anguish.
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