FLAE on GOD 80 Life can be so vainAnd filled with much painWe waist our moneyThinking all is funnyDeciding to make our own way Foolery has ensnared us In ourselves we lay trust God has become second place Nearly gone without a trace We are the ones to blame Others are Reading Naming the Dog Writing About the Ocean Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: I See Dead People: They’re on Exhibit! Call Me the Deer Hunter Too Late Lone Wolf, High Above the Tree Line Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Prove You\'re Human * eight × = 64