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The Phoenix Part Two

He once thanked Jesus for his fame when he was interviewed with his best friend Keanue Reeves. In the end, i think, that's what finally clocked him out As it was a den of vipers. A dark occultic industry. Maybe in the end the sun really did set Just in a different way. River Phoenix always said he hated the industry And could care less about the fame But the me now still needs to find a way to release all these thoughts Purge my brain. Funny how my favorite number has always been 93 Year of his death and how many miles the sun is far away. The me now, as i am, grew up better i think. I look at the life he lived and the family he had Its no wonder he burnt out early The way his family thought seemed lost And his environment poisonous Choking out the seed with thorns before its maturity. A rebirth because of his faith is the only thing That brought his soul out that grave. They even desecrated his private funeral viewing and took A picture of his empty husk Something that may come back to haunt them As they sold it for just over 4k That life he\ I had has been wiped clean Its only now, that im trying to find purpose in a world filled with such division and crushing pain. I pray to God that he heals us all and delivers us from evil And all the world's wicked schemes. Amen.

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