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Nov 2019
My body is dead inside,
I can see darkness, but can see no light (Blinded)
My body has a soul that’s emptied,
I’m awake and trapped in a dream (please wake me)
WHAT IS THE PRICE OF LOVE,
when all I love just falls apart
(Just End me)

END ME, down like the bottle that  I drink,
END GAME, Just like the day we swore to never speak,
NOT ME, no soul is in me, that I can see, always drunk and empty.

Invocation of madness speech, Satan touch me and take away my wings (Lost salvation)
What’s the point of living forever if forever don’t exist,
My body is emptied out from all the alcohol that I drink,
Count the price of life of me and end it all.

PEOPLE, always get what they want;
NEVER, see the cup half full they just fill it up,
SEE THIS, the day Of judgment is on us,
HANDS SOAKED IN BLOOD FROM DEATH OF A SOVEREIGN.
ONE

I never had a mark of the beast,
My soul is a home and I know what’s inside of me,
Body aches and breaks of solidarity,

NO ONE, hears his words,
CAN SEE, That those don’t believe will burn,
JESUS, the one who is the son of god,
FALLEN, just like paradise lost fallen down crumbling like a falling star!

The pieces of invocation, our mind are set on survival, no one has been lost to the sight of the king, we all Turn our heads and walks away, to see the next best thing,

3.2.1 all hands are the devils playground, false prophets break us down, we all walk the path of life, some live while others die.

Invocation is and was
I came up with this idea when I was thinking about a small remote village that was about to be wiped out by a meteorite, a man saw with a vision, tried to tell people of the coming of the end but no one listens and they all die
Jarrod A Freeman
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Jarrod A Freeman  24/M
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