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What the hell is love? Don't think any one knows except for God above? It's a push and shove here                Until we get what we "need"?? Open your mind                                   You might find it that's it too distracted to see whats right in front of your blind eyes                                                 socially programmed too disbelieve, too live in an illusion of pleasures and "success"                                           Because that's the key to happiness??                                              Open your eyes, which are too deceived, to disbelieve, the truth                           which resides in God's word, and his covenant that his son had to bleed open your heart and Just begin to start You might just find that you could lead your world Back to the way it was meant to be But oh don't you see ?                          you, as well as me We are Cursed by the serpent Until we learn of our life's purpose Its a poetic blend A beginning to the end
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Mar 8, 2013
Mar 8, 2013 at 11:08 AM UTC
The Blend of Sin(incomplete)
What the hell is love? Don't think any one knows except for God above? It's a push and shove here                Until we get what we "need"?? Open your mind                                   You might find it that's it too distracted to see whats right in front of your blind eyes                                                 socially programmed too disbelieve, too live in an illusion of pleasures and "success"                                           Because that's the key to happiness??                                              Open your eyes, which are too deceived, to disbelieve, the truth                           which resides in God's word, and his covenant that his son had to bleed open your heart and Just begin to start You might just find that you could lead your world Back to the way it was meant to be But oh don't you see ?                          you, as well as me We are Cursed by the serpent Until we learn of our life's purpose Its a poetic blend A beginning to the end
*To be revised&continued
mariah-cormier
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Mar 8, 2013
Mar 8, 2013 at 11:08 AM UTC
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