Through me I live to tell death I cant die

Through me I live to tell death I cant die

A Poem by Praiser

I cried were my tears were impress 
When man cry out to God hell gets cold  
Even tho my heart was broken them tears was laid to the slid to rest 
These Issue of A men with secret to Identify
The screams thats silent to be selfish to publish question? the heart provoke to answer 
What is A real man without God, when there known to be
How can A Women Love put together these broken King`s 
When they are broken to be a real Queen their self
How can the contents of our feeling Introduction our blessing when there know relationship with God
Who is there to love when you don`t even love your self? 
As we struggle to wonder because our mind is made up to do what wont do anyway
We stop dreaming to see what death wont tell  joy 
We can live forever
So many war`s just to do right When there is so many wars to do wrong 
What lies will tell the truth just to have sex 
When A Man burdens has no character of women identity 
His Ignorance is a depleted Intimacy passion for lust to secure .....
What most is is scare to do
Pray , fast , worship and praise
When feeding your spirit is more important then feeding your flesh 
The Bible is unappreciated, but our Horoscopes is what we will believe   

© 2011 Praiser


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Added on February 16, 2011
Last Updated on November 26, 2011

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Praiser
Praiser

Lynchburge, VA



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I write for God an I dance for him My group mime is call prodigious My hip hop Gospel group is movers and shakers , my Minstery name is Praiser the Show-off Worshiper more..

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