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stroncoso

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

1 poem·Since October 2015
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Unleashed

October 14, 2015

That fateful day, when the beast will be unleashed, 

and no human being shall be released. 

There will be no love, no hope, no faith, 

and the Holy Spirit shall leave humanity to its fate. 

 

I ask you now, what is the price you will pay, 

for your salvation, or life another day? 

This world lives in sin, 

and that sin comes from within. 

 

But have hope, dear one, 

for our savior shall come, and all shall be done. 

He will come like a thief in the night, 

for his chosen people to join the fight. 

 

His glory will leave all on their knees, 

begging for salvation with desperate pleas. 

He will be pained to see all the lost souls, 

because eternal hell was never his goal. 

 

When all is done, and the battle is one, 

New Jerusalem, the holy city, will come. 

And God and His people shall remain, 

all will be perfect because of God's perfect reign. 

 

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