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Oct 2019
This anger comes out
I try to stop it now
But it flows like a canal
Steady but it does
I try to quit because
It makes the demons win
I want them to lose but sins
Win and the angels lose
But it ain't them I choose
My temper loose
Acting rude, attitude, look at you
You commit too, unlike I
We all die after so many sins
God forgives, we just sin, we keep on
We make wrong, it ain't too long
Before we lose it all
The world will fall, we will be extinct
Our lives are linked to the loss of it all
The survived will choose to rise
The rest will drop to hell
Written by
Jordan Hudson
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