God, take me from this place These people I cannot face They won't listen You sent me here to teach them They mock me They spit in my face They curse me and they curse Your name You said to teach them what I know I can't teach them I can't reach them I speak...they say it's false God, take me from this place I can't handle this They're too stubborn It's plain for them to see But they close their eyes God, please take me away I can't face this today You say the field is white But I struggle with all my might I see no harvest Just the blisters on my hands From all the work I've done As I work, they mock me Won't you take me away from here? Please, take me!Birth sign: Pisces
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