Like a garbage bag
It was me you tried to drag
Like I was your dirty rag;
You tried to put your dirt on me like a hag
I was one of the many you constantly nag
Even though your bullying was a fag
It was me you often did spiritually jag
It was me you tried to gag
It was me you tried to sag
To me, you so often slag
But Jesus changed on my bag; the tag
Like clear water from a quag
"I will win" he made clear with a flag
Which made you lag
And both of us zag
Now, to where Jesus says; you wag
As he makes me stronger than a crag
Yet, you lose till your hair becomes a shag
While seeing my faith get firmer than a knag
Even as my success story becomes brag
In heaven and on earth's ag
And becomes beautiful without any blag
And even more, than any from a mag
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