Conjured tantrums dance,
horrors wicked dream.
Night cameo madness,
dresses elegantly hooded.
Engulfing fires eruption,
saddles virtuous adoration.
Sacrificing innocence’s lifeline,
calling demonic stones revelation.
Warriors invade from heaven,
retaliating temples rested peace.
Casting plagues of darkness
into eternal flames destruction.
Holy hands lifting
divine blessings,
out of hells main menu...
Sudden peace lays silently
on hearts of gratefulness.
Eternally...
Author notes
Option 3:
Just attempt to 'knock my socks off'
In the Spiritual...We have to see the full truth to everything going on...Sadly,the wicked things happen more than we would like to think...Yet we have God on our side to intervene at the darkest times of our lives...
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Comments
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well lets just hope the light never goes out. Sometimes we all need a little guidance to see where we're going.
Thanks for this, interestig view.
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wow this is an amazing write are yu trying to kick us all outhehe. its dark and holds so much depth and power to it. well done and best of luck
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