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GOD #SATANSHOLD


HE FESTERS INSIDE YOU LOOKING FOR THINGS TO CONTENT YOU WHEN IT IS FOUND THATS WHERE YOU BEGIN TO DROWN INTO YOUR WEEKNESS INTO HIS STRENGTHNESS DONT FORGET YOU CAN ESCAPE DONT ENDURE THIS UNHOLY RAPE A COUP FOR YOUR SOUL ONLY YOU CAN PAY THE TOLL THE BODY COUNT IS RISING THE DOLLAR AMOUNTS TO WHAT YOU CONFIDE IN HE HAS YOUR SOUL! YOUR LOST AND HIDING.... ITS TO LATE, HE ALREADY HAS YOU IF YOUR LUCKY HE WILL RELEASE YOU GIVE ME STRENGTH, GIVE ME FIGHT LORD JESUS CHRIST I DO CONFIDE YOU! BUT WHEN A DOG IS COLD AND WET SITTING IN THE RAIN AND HAS NOTHING LEFT WHY DO YOU SIT BY AND LET HIM SUFFER I THOUGHT WE ARE TAUGHT TO TAKE CARE OF ONE ANOTHER IS THIS A TEST OR IS IT JUST THE BEST WE GET? EITHER WAY IM STILL AN OPTOMIST JUST SITTING ON EARTH WAITING FOR AN ANSWER LIKE A DUMBASS SITTIN AT THE SIDE OF THE ROAD WITH THE DOG JUST MOPPING HIM UP WONDERING WHICH DOOR WE HAVENT KNOCKED ON YET, YUP BUT ME IM JUST GONNA KEEP IT REAL IF YOU SPILL, FESS UP IT MIGHT JUST ENLIGHT YOU IF YOU LET THAT SHIT FESTER UP ALL IT WILL DO IS SWELL UP INSIDE OF YOU
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