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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required We speak peace' the world is sick..From war and lies this Is lunatic.' The end must come..His word fullfilled' with many condemned my marrow chills.' Perhaps I should change the messages i write? More froth And bubbles? of future bright.? Yet then would trouble just flow along? errupting and Subsiding for far too long? The (man of peace) he must appear.' The stages are Building i am aware of fear.' That is not the peace.. Any of us need.' Under the son of Perdition satanic seed ' Oh white horse rider..Please come fast.' Perhaps cut off This demonic (come to pass?) But no! The world has chosen its way.' And you always Deliver to each their pay.' Will I get through.? Or will I be judged? Lord look how I Write for You above.! Yet I know the Truth who can trust in deeds.? We all deserve death.' Hells flames to feed.! Yet some will pass.' Unto your throne..Why continue these Death throes? May Truth be known! I cannot plead my case to You.!! You know my fabric.? I was Created by; only You.! Rather than more fail.' And perish, I say' bring your Power Even come today.! If my portion is in hell.? I can't complain; come the innocents are murdered in daylight plain.' If we search our minds? Our hearts; and souls! we know Worldly war is of satan sole; As truth be told.) Now who clamours for war.? All look around.' They stand Condemned by their own sounds.' So I'll write of peace..What else can I do.? Only trust in the One who..Sees all things through.!
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