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A Cry for Man Kind

by Warrior12

Here I stand There they run In herds As a mighty wolf pack they run into the fire Here I stand while they blindly run, drunk on there own arrogant ignorance I scream and cry Yet they do not heed In to the pit of Hell run billions They care not for the things of the glorious God who made them They don't understand that Christ came to save this filthy race called man I cry in the name of Christ Turn from the ways of the world Follow Christ Grow to know him Only then can you be saved from an eternity of fire and suffering I write this because I love you dear reader The here and now will pass away like snow But our souls shall never end They will only move to a different place Make the right choice of where your soul will go
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17 / M / The Wind
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17 / M / The Wind
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Jun 6, 2019
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