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This Demon
written by Genocide Reaper08:51 AM 8/17/04| My wounds are bleeding again, as I hit the ground from the battle once waged yet again. All of my time and effort into trying to open the eyes of the blind, are going to waste. All of the wounds inflicted upon their better taste, have been numbed, I cannot heal what bites my hand, I cannot choose to take any other stand. this is my life, and this is my right. I will live it how I see fit, no one else can live it. Its mine, all my time, my mind. My pride. So, I'll die without Christ..I'm glad, your mad, and sad, too bad. I'm this now and forever, with my God, and all of his glory. This Demon Fights for his God, even if, he is destined for Hell. |
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More Religious poems..I know, you might be getting sick of it..Bu its honesty
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| » Comments / Feedback | by xXTabooXx (8-17-2004 - 08:03 PM)
| YOU'RE FUCKING AWESOME!!! i absolutely love your poetru...and i must agree you ARE the poetry god. *bows* |
by dacode1 (9-30-2004 - 02:37 PM)
| do you notice when they say deliverence...they say it with whispered fear? |
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