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Today it rains- Oh what a sight! My childhood dreams Do reignite! Today it rains- Because God weeps. Not out of sorrow, But out of joy! ..

My grandpa died at thirty five, Yet in my heart hes still alive He watches everything I do, He sometimes there when I feel blue. My grandpa died..

American Dream, are you still alive? oh, how I long for your existence. There was a time I could find work, there was a time my Soul had worth. ..

Today Apollo's kingdom shines, and Emily's bobolinks do sing. Down King George falls, and the Nubian prince rises. Hope has come,hope has come, ..

My soul has traveled many roads- the path toward Hell, oh that it knows. Self-destruction at its best- it scorches Earth, before it Rests. So fi..

Standing at the edge of the world, watching the fallen angels thrust the ones you loved down the bottomless abyss of death. Cringing at the sight o..

Fear God, fear God, fear God they tell me, or He'll never ever ever love me! Must be His servant, must be His slave, must spread His message like o..

I am lost in this wilderness. I am alive, but know not what life is. I breathe, yet too often find myself short of breath. My Soul screams and wh..