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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Run, Run, Run through sorrowful lands. there he ran without an name. for blood and lies was all he knew. and through the fire lands he knew not where to go. so he fall upon his face to say, show me your light up there from heaven! show me mercy from heaven known. you who cause me to act this way! I left the world behind surly here I shall die? for this world you forge reject me now, And my punishment is to much for me to bear? The clouds roll by to darken the sky. an light appeared to say, what did i say to you before you committed your crime against your brother? for in every land and in every hand gold is the pride of men. but you cain, you shown no mercy for your brother able? now master your sin! for if you do not than Satan shall show you his hateful scorn. But you listen not to the glory of my hands, and you alone spoiled your brother blood. Now running threw creation you blame me! for the death of your one time brother! Now I decree that who shall ever find cain shall put him to death! And death shall be taking on him seven folds! And cain wonder threw the land on his hands to come to the point of death. But just before death could place an single finger on cain, Cain look up to see his lands, And marry to give birth to what is now known as the cainites. And I stop writing to place my pen down.
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