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I read your poems and I feel as if I know you
As if I have known you for your entire life
As if I have witnessed every smile and tear in the night
Every nightmare that causes your fright
I read your poems and I feel as if I know you.  

I read your poems and I feel like you trust me
Like I am your dearest friend and you confide only in me
So close we are, you tell me every thing
I read your poems and I feel like you trust me.

I read your poems in silence and I have forgotten where I am
Line after line I nod my head because I understand
I read about you and where it all began
I put you down and pick you up to read in silence and am lost once again.
We can all relate. It's crazy how you can follow someone and read about them and feel as if you know them better than some people you've spent years with. We share our deepest thoughts and feelings together without fear, yet sometimes we cannot even share these things with our closest friends and family.
You fantasized about her
She was the lion that you could not control
She was the bright fire in the distance
That you craved to behold

You wanted nothing and nobody above her
You extended your dark hands in her direction
You charmed her and tricked her
But I'm sure you have since learned your lesson

You desired to cage natures beauty
You stripped her voice and bound her ankles
You danced & raved "You're mine. You belong to me"!
Then you placed her in shackles

Little did you know then,
As you beat her and starved her hunger
That she was the strongest of the pack
A natural born hunter

You caged a lioness
But don't you know you can't cage a soul?
She may have appeared as a weak one for a while
But you had never caged another like her before

Careless and shallow you were
You beat her until she broke
But all you did was bring out the killer in her
She broke through your chains and sliced your throat.
For those whom live Psalms91 Life's here on the earth everyday.
God opens your eyes to the senseless killings of the innocence.
My heart breaks for those that are killed needlessly by evil one.
For I watch true life stories of evil people whom are being lead.
By the demons themselves killing needlessly those without cause.
But Christ is leading many as well, protecting them from them.
He that dwells in the secret place of the most High, shall abide Psalms 91;1-3
Under the shadow of the most Mighty.
I shall say of the Lord he is my refuge and my fortress.
my God in him shall I trust.
Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler
as well as the noisome pestilence
For these lines spoke my life thus far here on the planet earth.
For I have faced death many of times yet still I am here my friend.
Look back on your life and you shall probably see the very same thing.
I am Blessed because I am always protected from death thus far.
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