REPORT ABUSIVE REPLY
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Message Subject
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Untold stories …
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Poster Handle
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Anonymous Coward |
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Are you still there … in behind Those empty eyes Are you still breathing Your heart still beating … When all comes to all And when nothing turns to nothing When the seals are broken And the Word in silence spoken … Where are you, when it all matters When it all shatters When the sky falls down Our lies with truth to wash … Where are our excuses Our castles in the sand Those peaks of power Yourself upon that hill … When is it spoken Where is it broken What will you say Within your soul stay … When everything is sold For the always tempting gold When all the gates have crashed And all the world us gashed … What is there To be To free What is there To find Behind … The sparks will jump Earth to Heaven Back again … Even in the darkest soil Solitude of fear It will reach you It will … reach you To be … The mountains cannot hide The lords with all their pride The darkness of despair For all of evil scare For even all their tricks A house built out of stick The wolf behind the sun To spoil of all your fun The slaves you took in fear To them, salvation near There’s nothing for to stop The harvest has its crop What “lives” inside the jab You think in soul to stab But truth can never die It’s time to ask you why … The rhymes may be a broken The tale too gently spoken Yet this may be a token Of said and yet unspoken … The times may be in pieces You think your might increases Until the burn unleashes And all the lies it ceases … And you behind the mirror Alone but yet you’re clearer And something good is nearer Just listen past the hearer … For broken will be whole The untold stories told The world cannot be sold Un-souled they will be souled … From out the roof tops yelled In skies it will be spelled With sacred fire saved Returned is what we gave
Quoting: 141 Brad Green, you are a dead fuck.
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