My soul is filled with poison of the world
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My soul is filled with poison of the world I can’t live among you people Life has become as complex as crosswords I hear bells from wicked steeples. The burning liqueur down my throat Is my relief from agony and from despair How foolish am I to believe That someone cares about my welfare. Already down, can’t get up Or if I can, what would be the meaning? A demon called me a lost soul The demon wasn’t dreaming. Don’t cry for me my dear mom, Don’t cry for me my sister. I have been your long lost son A brother without a home. A drifter. Tomorrow you’ll forget about my existence Tomorrow you’ll carry on With claims “depression was persistent” “his life just started; he was thirty-one”. Hate is killing you while you are breathing Selfishness entrapped you like a caged bird. I can’t live among you people, My…
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I hear and know of the cries of the darkened, and pained soul, which only sees death…….I know, I’ve lived it, where it seemed there is no hope left to hope upon.
I look up for my Redeemer liveth, and in HIM there is no darkness and no death, it is HE that giveth me Hope when I can not find any.
Cry out unto the Lord for it is HE that can only save a sinner and redeem Him from ALL of his sin’s.
Then and only then shall a dead soul in sin, begin to see the Light of Life found only in the Salvation that Jesus Christ can offer, and save one unto the end’s of the earth, and for all eternity.
He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life, for their is no other God besides Him.
Then and only then shall all receive that Peace which passes all understanding, and the Holy Spirit shall seal in His Love and salvation forever, and ever.
AMEN!
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