Ever since the beginning, I knew I needed chances. David needed chances, peter needed chances, Paul needed chances, so why did my chances run out? I said with you and with her, don't give up; I'm gonna mess up", just know I'm in it til the end, I won't give up but I'm gonna mess up .
So why did it all just stop? I didn't give up. I just don't know what to do. Come on God, give me chance, on all of it. I know I'm gonna mess up, but I won't give up! Please! Dang it! I'm tryin to understand. Gosh, I'm tryin but it seems hit the end of the line. Is that it? Even runners hit the wall, but they keep going, I'm tryin to run, and I'm hitting walls, please oh God, give me chances! I'm not lying, I'm admitting I'm gonna mess up and I do! Thought the tryin meant something. Come on, PlEASE! I need more chances with it all! Everything, people,her, what I'm supposed to do now. Dang it, are you listening? Does it mean anything?
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