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Thunderbolt

by mike bullock
https://ploosh61.wordpress.com

Struck by a thunderbolt
Somethings hit me hard
I've reached the edges of my walk
Now I am on my guard
A buried relic from my past
Has been exhumed by You
Will I allow You to extract
The pain that sticks like glue.

I know that You are delicate
Your surgery is kind
But I am stuck in no mans land
The battle's in my mind
The devil wants control of me
But I only want You
The lies that surface put me down
Which one of you is true.

I'm sure that You will win this war
But it is up to me
To choose the avenue of fate
Oh which one will it be
Who sways my battered state of mind
And leads me to release
From all the torment washing round
All I crave is peace.

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