LF Lisa French Born: 1994

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I'm Here Friend! I'll Over Come To you I may seem very weak yet inside my soul you see is a plate made of steel, from that plate my soul shall heal sometimes life seems so unfair as if no one really cares if I win or lose, it's really up to me to choose, day turn into to night slow, I wonder which way should I go, left, right, which way is safe? dear Lord give us our daily bread when it's all said and done ' I'll Over Come ' POET: Tina Marie Clark Copyright: 1993