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a good fight

my fingers drum the wall as i hear the angels and demons that surround me!my heart burns for the angelic beams i cannot have!they say i am insaine  but how insaine are they too believe that god does not exsist in my life!this battle i fight i fight for him,a spirital battle that most people don't have too deal with in life!as the time goes foward my time here deminishes!

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