Desperate Remorse For The Unsaved: pt 2

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Desperately I clung to life and light,

Desperately I call your name in the darkness of night,

But you run and plead your case-

That death is much preferable to your taste;

"Warmer to embrace."

How do I wage with such a thought-

Show you that sorrow; is all death has brought?

Show you that life is near and kind.

Love is calling, He wants your time, your mind,

You-

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