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The Souls In Me the Trojan Horse

I am a body like a trojan horse and here i hold more than one soul the game i play alone all day haunting my thoughts and my reality is hard to control there is the king on his stairway to heaven perhaps here to appease the gods inside me is a false prophet with much insight with a chance to become a god My head is full of chaotic thoughts as one of the souls is completely insane I'm holding back the antichrist i swear but which ones do i let out and do i play strategicly to jump on the grenade one of them is jesus waiting patiently for this slide of souls to take place so he can be reborn and heal the insane soul before he kills me if i let him get away one of them is death and he is ready for his vacation from sorting out souls he wants to visit this earth but blend in in this world that is cursed to make him a sore thumb so the souls are being trained and last but not least is me sleeping it would seem and from time to time i get a spin at this wheel that has taken control If i cant have you no one can and i plan to fail to punish the king in my body for all the things he stole I am haunted by a muse falling in and out of its trance due to the suicidal severed head of the beast God doesnt want me here it seems as i am an insult and my life is a joke the first antichrist and second and third are in my mind and the same spirit but one with a plan to revive an actor with a plan testing the waters and pulling strings heaven and hell are twins he says its hard to tell on efrom the other as they both try to rule the other through me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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