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*Blind*

Blinded by the lies of Satan
Following the sinister king
Living a life of nothing

Driven to believe in myself
Hopeless and a lost sheep
Needing a wonderous love so deep

But still blinded from the truth
I went on living in this world I see
Believing that God sure can't be

Those who have hope to live on
I'd laugh and scoff at them
Thinking they're foolish, so I'd condenm

They warned me of a place ablaze
Saying that it was called Hell
They have many other fairy tales to tell

Of course, I didn't listen to their words
Pushing the thought away from my mind
That they might be right, and I was blind

Telling myself, "If only they were gone
I would throw a huge party in celebaration
Finally got rid of that Christian nation"

I lived my worthless life not believing
I'd loved to say to my fellow friends
"I will party in hell when life ends"

2006-08-02 04:37:53 · 1 answers · asked by OnFireForJesus! 3 in Society & Culture Religion & Spirituality

1 answers

You know, once you get passed grade school, poems don't have to rhyme anymore.

2006-08-02 04:41:50 · answer #1 · answered by Allison L 6 · 0 0

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