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lot of things on my mind filled with deepness, so when you read this- I hope you let me release this- inner theory in my thesis- seems that, there’s a lot of people on the planet- though none planned it- most "LIVE" in "EVIL" – lives twisted, dyslexic and satanic- but the total sum is tragic- cuz half the fractions of the ones whose actions are right- have lost their insight- see they ain’t sittin on pedestals like they earned it- they’re still sufferin with the rest who deserve it- all flesh is a form of person- we all know no-one is perfect- but some are still workin to reach that condition- hollerin praises to higher positions- in hopes that someone’s listenin- tears glistening as their years of reminiscent pain fades into thoughts of christening- which leads me to my question-that’s been exploding inside my body like eruptions- for almost a decade- 

is there really a God or is it just a façade- shots sprayed- and men died from the force of a small grenade- in ten days 10,000 angels layed- countless crusades have invaded the population like a cascade of Satan’s flames- doused in Jesus’ blood, in hopes to have help, and met up with No One- why run from fact? that’s because there’s fiction- and society will trade in a lie to save friction- when Jesus spoke to the masses with sharp diction- what was the reason some sick men still endured their afflictions- why did some lost children still receive no attention- why did prostitutes and drunks still have an addiction- 

because No One’s views are contradicted and denied- time after time we forget No One risked one life- for many- and still didn’t get any tears cried as his stumbling stride approached the cross and died- No One subsided- collided on the inside and left the outside world divided- cuz people abided with the lies to subside with the ‘good’- and people’s inner egos got the best of where His pride stood- as he sliced the wood he laid on with the nails of his truth- I pondered over the issues I’d been asking since my youth- 

everyone has a No One – and No One goes unnoticed- speakin intellectual thoughts but man’s heart remains unfocused- it’s appallin that the “real world”-as people call it- could be crashin down so quickly but no one sees it fallin- half of the world is frontin; the other half is scared to- the other 0% defines the ones branded as true- that leaves No One – and No One is perfect- the only One who could come close to perfect is God- my cause comes across with dropped jaws and outstretched claws- approximate that the laws I spoke were rather odd- revealing the theorem that maybe No One was the same as God
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