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Life, beauty in its own disquise
Pain made into something explicit,
Lies made into other truths,
Betrayal trying to gather the uplifted
Jesus Christ on the Cross was slain,
So Man wouuld someday be free again,
In a broken world like this,
its a wonder that we all exist,
Broken teardrops, shattered dreams,
is this what men are supposed to believe?
In the hearts of the young are born,
something more then roses and thorns.
Peace and tranquility, the bird of Black revives,
to spread its wings, fly high,
and Learn the truths about this one Life...
~Josh~
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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