Urgent Care Sunday afternoon

urgent care

Without hope, broken dreams, it ain’t worth livin’, life ripped at the seams.

My paper bag sits with a bottle of cheap wine, no one cares Lord, but I am still Thine.

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Where has all the goodness gone?  Long time ago…

Where has all the goodness gone? Long time ago…

When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Texas company promotes their products on billboards across the States. Is it profit before people? Is it lack of identification? Is it “didn’t happen to me or mine”? Or is … Continue reading

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