A bullet gone astray meant for a king.
Met a man in an accidental way?
Why me? why me? Red eyes cursed to his God.
My life is my life these changes I do not want.
How can I keep living under Gods wrath?
These footsteps forever are changed, guided to safe path.
This tragedy this accident is a gift from above, that changed your path a gift of love.
Tears flood his eyes and reveal his shame.
He cursed at his God and placed wrong blame.
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