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There was a time oncewhen my arms ran red with wantthat ink had stained my mind and confusion reignedin the blaze of hope defunctDemons awoke behind m..
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You tell me what YOU think this one means, how bout that?
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This one deals with my frequent failure to fight, to just sit back and allow sin to take over. Rendering me dead once more. But when I get my head in ..
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I wrote this poem about selfishness and the vile grip it all too often has on me. The ending, although hopeful and seemingly concrete, is not so. Conc..
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This guy is about the despondency, lethargy, and listlessness that frequently sways me. The ending is a plea to God to impassion me once more, to 'let..
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In the bible, Paul claims that he boasts in his weaknesses, for in them God exhibits the wonder of His power. So this poem is me, like Paul, boasting ..
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