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    dots Submission Name: onward christian soldierdots

    Author: orpheus
    Elite Ratio:    4.28 - 188/165/57
    Words: 300
    Class/Type: Lyrics/Religious
    Total Views: 1095
    Average Vote:    4.0000
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       just came to me...seems i am destined to write spiritualistic points of poetry...

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    dotsonward christian soldierdots

    can't ignore who the rebel is
    at war with the terrorists
    but more with the president
    who knows where the treasure's hid
    no medicine
    in the land where the devil lives
    no sentiment
    from the fangs where the venom drips
    never give in
    thoughts are better written
    till your caught in the portal
    of my preminition
    i head the mission
    with infa-red vision and blue prints
    but the truth is i don't know who to trust
    or to move with
    snakes in the grass
    infest the nest and make the crew sick
    fake till their last
    their forked tounge's and two lips
    spreading the lie
    ominous black clouds roll in
    that deadend look in their eyes
    heaven shook, i'm in a soul spin
    searching for a close win
    golden globe victory
    history in the making
    the epitomy's epiphany fading
    so i put Bic to page
    create verse
    and surf this cursed brain wave
    again and again
    under these grey skies my prison
    a great mind a victim
    to its circumstance
    only the grape vine will listen
    steak knives that glisten
    as they penetrate my back
    muscle and sinew leaking
    i'm nearly dead
    barely neck above the water
    caught between God's Son and Satan's daughter
    love or disorder
    this author orchestrates
    his war against the morbid state
    hoping all will change
    but still shackled to the ball and chain
    out of the pot i get dropped into the cauldren's flames
    until i can't ignore the pain
    and the madness consumes me now
    like i was born insain
    a once addict of truth
    but now i'm torn away
    carving a path with my heart between
    the scorn and hate
    i travel in the dark
    in a formless state
    Batteling along side God
    When He calls my name

    Submitted on 2006-04-03 06:29:35     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      damn this is probably one of the best things that i've read from you. the flow was amazing and u killed the internal rhyme. u should check out SinCeer05. he's good at that [censored] too. this is going on my fave list man. keep that [censored] up.
    | Posted on 2006-04-05 00:00:00 | by unknown soldier | [ Reply to This ]

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