Treasure Island

Frank Pulver

(10/28/1971 / born-(Hudson, New York) - raised-(Tampa, Florida))

Addictions


How do we cope
As we turn glum
With our fallen hopes
As we feel numb.

And never which way to go
As those feelings stay locked up in our head
Because we will never know
And without our addictions to turn too we will feel like we are dead

This is why we should try and open the gate
Let someone try to find the key
Before it is actually too late
And if we let this happen they can save you and me

Even though they might not know every answer
They can help us try to understand
Of why leading a life like this is like having cancer
And we need in our life to help our problems disband,

Yes those things are very simple to learn
If we let the Lord and our Friends
In to help us with our concerns
And they can help with us as our new lives begins

(Addictions to Sin)

by Frank Pulver

July 30,2011

Submitted: Saturday, October 20, 2012
Edited: Sunday, September 15, 2013

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This was written so that we all understand that Sin is an Addiction and the Lord and our Friends can help us.

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