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LOVE CONQUERS ALL

THE SKY, ONCE BLUE, NOW BLEEDS WITH FIRE,
A HUSH HAS STILLED THE MORNING CHIOR.
THE OCEANS SIGH  WITH BRINY BREATH,
AND WHISPER HYMNS OF ANCIENT DEATH.

THE TREES BOW LOW, THEIR LEAVES LIKE TEARS,
THEIR ROOTS GROWN DEEP WITH BURIED FEARS.
NO BIRD NOW DARES TO PIERCE THE GLOOM,
EACH BRANCH A CROSS, EACH HILL A TOMB.

THE SUN, A SWOLLEN, DYING FLAME,
REFUSES NOW TO PLAY THE GAME.
OF DAWN AND DUSK, OF LIGHT AND SHADE,
ITS GOLDEN PROMISES NOW SEEM TO FADE.

MOUNTAINS CRUMBLE INTO SAND,
TIME SLIPS LIKE ASH FROM GOD'S OWN HAND.
THE STARS BLINK OUT, ONE FINAL CALL,
A CURTAIN DRAWN ON HEAVEN'S HALL.

BUT IN THE SILENCE, SOMETHING SAYS;
A WHISPERED HOPE THROUGH CHOKING HAZE.
THAT LOVE ONCE SPARKED IN THE DARKEST NIGHT,
IT MIGHT STILL OUTLAST THE FADING LIGHT.

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THE TEASE

SHE DANCES JUST BEYOND YOUR REACH,
A WHISPER LOST ALONG THE BEACH.
A SHADOW CAST BY THE SETTING SUN,
A GAME BEGUN, BUT NEVER WON.

SHE SPEAKS IN RIDDLES, SOFT AND SLY,
A LAUGHING GLINT BEHIND HER EYE.
A BRUSH OF HAND, A FLEETING DANCE,
THEN VANISHES MID-STEP OF DANCE.

HER LIPS, THEY PROMISE UNTOLD BLISS,
BUT VANISH JUST BEFORE THE KISS.
A SILK OF WORDS, A VELVT NO,
SHE PULLS, THEN LETS THE SILENCE GROW.

YOU CHASE, YOU FALL, YOU RISE AGAIN,
CAUGHT IN THE WEB OF SWEET, SHARP PAIN.
SHE IS THE THRILL, THE EDGE, THE FLAME,
THE TEASE WHO PLAYS, BUT TAKES NO NAME.

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THE HELL WHERE UNBELIEVERS GO

In fiery depths where shadows dwell,
A tale of torment I shall tell.
Of a realm where unbelievers tread,
Where darkness reigns and hope has fled.

In the depths of Hell, a fearsome place,
Where sinners find no saving grace.
The flames lick at their souls so cold,
Their cries of anguish, never told.

Unbelievers, lost in their disdain,
Denying truth, embracing pain.
They wander aimless through the night,
Forever shrouded in eternal blight.

No light of mercy, no solace found,
Their hearts imprisoned, tightly bound.
Their eyes behold a twisted sight,
A realm devoid of love and light.

Each step they take, a constant burn,
As punishment for what they spurned.
Regrets and sorrows, their constant guide,
In this inferno, where souls reside.

Their voices echo in the abyss,
The price of ignorance, their eternal hiss.
For in this realm, truths they denied,
Now haunt their spirits, amplified.

Yet, let us not forget the grace,
That offers hope, a saving embrace.
For even in darkness, redemption's light,
Can bring the lost back from the night.

So, heed this warning, unbeliever dear,
Seek truth and love, let doubt disappear.
For Hell awaits those who turn away,
But in belief, find salvation finds its way.

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WAITING

I SIT IN STILLNESS, HOURS UNFOLD,
THE SKY TURNS SILVER, THEN DEEP GOLD.
A CLOCK TICKS SOFT UPON THE WALL,
A VOICE TO FAINT, A DISTANT CALL.

THE AIR IS THICK WITH MIGHT-HAVE-BEENS,
LIKE WHISPERED THOUGHTS ON QUIET WINDS.
EACH BREATH A PAUSE, EACH PAUSE A PRAYER,
FOR SOMETHING MORE THAN EMPTY AIR.

I PLANT MY HOPES LIKE SEEDS IN SAND,
AND STRETCH TIME OUT WITH OPEN HANDS.
THE WORLD KEEPS MOVING, UNAWARE,
WHILE I REMAIN, JUST WAITING THERE.

NOT ALL WHO WAIT ARE LOST OR WEAK,
SOME HOLD THEIR SILENCE WHILE THEY SEEK.
A LOVER'S STEP, A SIGN, A FLAME,
THE THINGS THAT COME BUT NEVER NAME.

SO I WILL WAIT, NOT OUT OF FEAR,
BUT FOR THE THING I HOLD MOST DEAR.
AND THOUGH IT HURTS, I STILL BELIEVE,
SOME GIFTS ARE SLOW, BUT WORTH THE GRIEF.

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SIN, SATAN, AND DEATH HOW THE THREE RELATE

In shadows deep, where darkness weaves its thread,
Sin's whispered lure, a path where mortals tread.
Temptation's fruit, a taste of what's denied,
It's here that Satan's cunning plans reside.

With cloven hooves and fiery eyes ablaze,
The fallen one, in wicked ways, conveys,
Deception's art, the master of the lie,
As Sin and Satan dance beneath the sky.

But Death, a specter cold, an endless night,
It waits for souls, extinguishing the light.
A consequence of choices, paths we choose,
In the cycle, Sin and Death, they're bound to fuse.

For Sin, the spark that sets temptation's fire,
Leads mortals down a treacherous desire.
In Satan's web, they find themselves entwined,
As Death awaits, its victory defined.

Yet in this tale of darkness, do not despair,
For hope can rise, dispelling all despair.
Redemption's light can break Sin's binding chain,
And from this trio's grasp, one can attain.

In life's grand tapestry of joy and strife,
We find the strength to face this endless strife.
For Sin, Satan, Death, they may persist,
But love and faith, in our hearts, exist.

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LOVE IS JUST A MYTH

Love is just a myth.
Making you want for things you only wish.
I know it’s some thing I’ll never see.
At least it’s clear to me.
Oh, how I longed for you.
To be that somebody, someone true.
Now I’m lost in a stack of .
Just trying to get over it. 
Every day you break my heart.
A portrayal of someone dark.
Never knowing how to love.
Not below me or above.
Love is just a myth.
And how I wish I was over it.
It can’t be given, it can’t be seen.
At least not obtained by me.
I tried to love him, I really did.
But he just didn’t want me, that’s all it is.
So here I sit missing him.
Just like I did with all of them.
Does he miss me, does he think of me?
Does he know he sets me free?
Love is just a myth.
It isn’t real and it doesn’t exist.

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THE RED

Thinking I was paralized, 
understanding I was torn.
Feeling no love,
and my existence void of any form.
Hovering I felt I had traveled 
beyond a dream.
I knew this was torment,
yet I was unable to scream.
Every thought was heard in
echo's as if I had said it out loud.
Happiness I couldn't remember,
for this was something I could not doubt.
This presence grew stronger,
and I could not get away.
For I knew in my soul that if it
spoke I knew what it would say.
Separation from any and all things light.
Increasing in torment over and over again I would die.
Surrounded by sorrow
anguish is all I could think.
I never slept I never took a breath and I couldnt even blink.
No rest I yearned to call upon His name.
But I couldn't even say it, from it I was eternally detained.
Into nothingness and darkness
my eyes sought out for light.
There was nothing I felt nothing
except the fact that I could not fight.
It grew closer and how disgusting I felt I'd see.
Never seeing nothing only feeling "Red" as it was approaching me.
Still paralized and on my attempts to scream I would choke.
Choking out the goodness and purity I had left for any hope.
Encaged in the worse feeling I ever had alive.
It never subsided knowing I had given up the choice of life.
In darkness I felt a book the cover of it said Holy but I could only feel the braille.
Every page was empty the Word was gone and I knew I was in hell.
No no I begged it not to be so.
But repentance was no more as I reap I now would sow.
What could I do if I could not see light. 
I knew I would never have another chance to set things right.
It was laughing but the laughter was worse than any guilt.
The dread of something evil devouring fruit as it began to wilt.
Please no don't let this be my fate.
Locked in a prison of fornication
that felt was worse than any hate.
I knew I had more sorrow along with the deepest heartbreak and shame.
I was dead forever no more love and I only wanted to call HIS name.
Suddenly I heard a blow of the loudest horns of hell.
Followed by the breaking sounds of chains and my sins upon a scale.
That image was only feeling and burned into my heart.
From God and my Salvation forever torn apart.
Then I felt a shutter a push beyond the vacant forever night.
Back into my body my mind back into the breath of life.
I opened my eyes feeling for my face.
Crying out to God for I knew he saved me from that place.
One thing I remember as I was lifted out.
Was oh my LORD people have no idea what awaits for them now.
Listen, listen, the Word is real but believe what you hear.
Keep it close beside you make it more precious than anything you hold dear.
Once you are without it, there will be no memory of anything it said.
For an eternity you will suffer the feeling of defilement approaching
you in RED.

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THE END OF DAYS

In shadows cast on crumbling walls,
A world once vibrant, now enthralls.
Sunset's blaze, a final dance,
As echoes fade, in apocalyptic trance.

Whispers of winds through barren lands,
Silent cries on shifting sands.
A symphony of chaos, nature's last breath,
Embracing demise, the dance of death.

Stars extinguished, night's canvas bare,
Moon weeps softly, a lone despair.
Cities echo ghostly tales,
As the end unfurls, the final veils.

Yet in the ruins, a seed of hope,
Nature's resilient, a lifeline to cope.
From ashes rise a new birth,
A chance for healing, on scarred Earth.

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I WANT

I want to climb mountains high.
Before they start falling from the sky.
I will pray for every hater.
And be like my creator.

I don’t want to live in regret.
I want to accomplish the goals I set.
And soar beyond the streams.
Where pain is a distant dream.

I want to be one with my creator.
And live like my savior.
Turn down every temptation of sin.
Following Jesus is the only way I win.

Why is Life so hard? Chewing you up and spitting you out.
Searching for meaning, and what life’s all about.
Why do hearts have to be broken?
Why can’t people keep their word that they’ve spoken?

I want to stop asking about so many things.
Be thankful for what I have and just follow my dreams.
Love everyone and look past the things they do.
Be good to myself and others, because that is the only truth.

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ONE MAN MARCH

A man was marching through his mind.
An empty cell to fullfill his time.
Long before he traveled lands.
He blistered truth with burned up hands.
Many miles and waters sailed.
Out for nothing and still he failed.
A man was marching into space.
An endless look expressed his face.
This forced impression along the ride.
Consumed illusions to take his pride.
The need for more to take the fall.
Below the belt and made to crawl.
A man was marching into lead.
He used his guilt to count his greed.
A path was chosen and yet not made.
Where he's going the lights will fade.
A man was marching into fate.
Love will fualter and cease to hate.
This man that marched and never left.
Stood his post to wait for death.