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Hell

This evil place with torture, pain and cries, a place void of your makers eyes. Yet this is not the place that i do most fear to tell the truth the time is now, the place is here. You see the pain this world does bring, the pain and suffering the victums sing. A song of hate, crime, and malice while being riped out of their dreamy palace. We just sit and wacth them while we wait, wait for our our own maker to welcome us to the white pearl gate. This hell on earth has us to blame for we just sit here and watch as evil play it game. We should do what we can to bring Heaven on Earth for then we humans will have our rebirth. They'll realize what we good men can do and realize what i said was true. That hell or not remember yourself for your kids will one day inherit your life and your wealth. Heaven hell or nothing at all, know that now is real. the one that goes on does not have to exist like it does now. so lets do what we can and make heaven come true and not this hell that goes on in our eyes. for as i said, what is not corrected now will happen again to the young ones we love.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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