A game of conflict played on earth
Id battles Ego to find mirth
Will a soul be won or lost?
Life's conflict poisoned to it's end
Can't find joy, always on the mend
God holds your soul at all cost.
Copyright © Tom Larrow | Year Posted 2012
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