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Yack! Yack! Yack! I keep hearing the words you do not want me to hear. There were so many things You not knew from me! All that talk and no walk- nothing left in your reality, but illusions and delusions of what you saw in me. There seems to be one, whom has trouble understanding your psychotic mind with all these promises that met nothing, smiles, acts, and game for a nil- yet, who stands tall even with this curse, I now counterfeit- you think there is power above God, those are blind even in the brightest light of the Holy Spirit. If you are suppose to be in my life, I will be sure to wait for you where the light is dim (in your eyes), that is where you will have no choice but to follow me, or risk being broken and spilled out.
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Nov 7, 2014
Nov 7, 2014 at 2:03 AM UTC
Broken and Spilled Out
Yack! Yack! Yack! I keep hearing the words you do not want me to hear. There were so many things You not knew from me! All that talk and no walk- nothing left in your reality, but illusions and delusions of what you saw in me. There seems to be one, whom has trouble understanding your psychotic mind with all these promises that met nothing, smiles, acts, and game for a nil- yet, who stands tall even with this curse, I now counterfeit- you think there is power above God, those are blind even in the brightest light of the Holy Spirit. If you are suppose to be in my life, I will be sure to wait for you where the light is dim (in your eyes), that is where you will have no choice but to follow me, or risk being broken and spilled out.
#Never #Think #You #Will #Curse #God's #Children #Love #Peace #Understanding #Lies #Deception #Cheating #Light #Blindness
samuel-lombardo
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Nov 7, 2014
Nov 7, 2014 at 2:03 AM UTC
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