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Open and Shut case
I know the birds and the songs that they sing
I know the skies and heavenly things
I know the fish that swim in the sea
I know they are here becasue of me
I know what it is like to be grown up and learn
I know what it is like to fall and be burned
I know what it's like to be taught by teachers
I know what it is like to sit under preachers
I know what it's like to lay down your tools
To leave all behind and follow DAD'S rules
I know what it's like to not eat for day's
No water No food just hope and pray
I know what it's like to see the lame walk
I know what it;s like to see the lame walk
I know what it is like to see thousands fed
A little boys luch that is all he had I
I know what it's like to pray fervently
And say " oh lord let this cup pass from me"
I know what it's like to be betrayed by a friend
A kiss on my cheak he used to defend
I know what it's like to be yelled at and mocked
I know what it's liked to be kicked and socked
I know what it's like to be looked at with please
I know what it's like to be whipped with glee
I know what it's like to be beaten with thorns
Dose'nt come out but goes through my pours
I know what it's like to be laughed at and gawlked
The pain i felt i could barely walk !
I know what it is like to be hung on a tree
on top of a hill called calvary
I know what it is like to see my mom cry
cause this is it, it's the end I have to die
I know what it is like to be in a tomb
So lonely, so empty, like the darkest room
I know what it's like that just after death
Three days later i rose from the dead
This peom was my life a peice of history
Remember it's always cause to some a mystary
I sent to a letter, i hope that you got it
becasue my words are truth
I dwell in the hearts of those open to my case
I weep for others who close it
They shall never see my face
I will see everyone one day, maybe just a wave
becasue you did not believe in me your life i SAVED!
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