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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD...THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...WHO ALONE CAN SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'... the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE LORD JESUS CHRIST HIMSELF IS FULLY GOD AND MAN...AND HE ALONE... IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD THE FATHER...and to an Actual Heaven! In the greatest love stories, A royal princess is lost forever, And though the warring fields are bloodied, A stallion of white has broken through, The prince who wins her heart, Is he who challenged the evilness of heart. In the dark pitch of night, Through the howling of the blackened forest, He has terrorized the terrorer, Till he has conquered the evilness, OF HIS OWN HEART. CHORUS: A woman's heart is like a flower, And a prince will never take her heart, He will fight every war, He will slay every evil dragon, He will even war against OLYMPUS, JUST TO WIN HER HEART. The real Blackbeard was a fantasy of art, His wenches of rose, pink, and gold, Rose in eternal shame, A true prince fires across the evilness of heart, And captures the wicked bony fingers, Till he blazes as golden victory against the rising sun. To a prince, every petal of a flower, Has its own delicate fabric of mysteries and dreams, And a true prince places each petal of her heart, In a symphony, OF A DESTINED HEART. EPILOUGE: And words whispered into her tender young ears, Blossom into butterflies and candied hearts, And a destiny reflected into a shattered crystal glass, Are birthed through the bitter trials of a dragoned past, UNTIL THE EVILNESS OF MAN...ENDS AT LAST!
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