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Look Look at my rist

and you will see

A scared Memory

Not too many see

Of a lonenly Hour

When I din't want to face another Day

When I coun't even Pray

and no one noticed me

Tears filled my eyes

As my heart silently cried.

Look, Look beyond

The walls I've Built

I'm calling out

Wanting to be loved

Waiting to laughf once Again

and have a close Friend

wanting to face another day

waiting for you to see the real me

looking for, someone to Understand

To just be their, holding my hand

and just be

Jesus to me

David Gross

March 24, 1994