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In the Belly of the Beast

As I sit here in this jail cell where evil spirits and demons feast. I can feel the hatred around me here in the belly of the beast. With each shouted curse or scream of pain the evil around me grows. I'm a single Christian Soldier where the enemy forces flow.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 3/2/2012 4:42:00 PM
Lary, hello.again....:-) wow...:-/ to your poem.. this poem is very deep. I never compare my surrounding to a belly full of hate... But, I do understand the Christians Soldier, and the need of the enemy to be around... a very strong thought..always..pd
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