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Jan 2017
The truth is that I dont know the reason for my Existence,
I have goals; but what shalt i forever extol
I live day to day experiencing repeated actions:
Laughing, crying, playing, writing, loving and ending up broken
Still I have goals
Goals that can only be attained by a Dead Man!
One thing is for certain, as long as the Sun shines above my own two eyes
the world will never admit that I am a life Changer
Thus, I say **** Rapture!
For I am only living to know where I belong, so I will be the first to prove God wrong
I will push the rest below and try to take control
The truth is that I dont know the reason for my existence, Making history on earth isn't my goal at all!
So what shalt I forever extol?
I was never made for heaven and heaven was never made for me
thus, I paint a dark picture
And say **** Rapture!
Why make history that will be forgotten, when you could Challenge God and be remembered up in heaven?
I will end up in a bad place, but atleast my Name will live on upon his throne
Allan Mzyece
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