Save me LORD.
Wanton fools try to test my response.
I pray day and night that there is a reprieve.
I send my grievance to their deeds.
I walk without grace or style.
Mad men surround me and pay me arrogant regard.
I pay my debts but they accrue with owing interest.
I say my open expression and I am asked to silence my soul.
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